#im so glad someone out there actually made a gif for one of these shows because its obscure as hell

[rosemirmir]

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[rafeandonlyrafe]

another chance

words: 2.3k

warnings: 18+ only, smut, ex!bf rafe, female receiving oral, p in v sex, unprotected sex, drinking/partying, mentions of drugs

“have you noticed his new girl is y/n’s twin?” kelce whispers to topper, who just nods in response. rafe claims that he’s completely over you, that he’s glad you broke up with him and he’s not harboring any sort of resentment over the fact that you left him.

“its so weird.” kelce continues, taking a sip of his drink, watching as rafe holds the new girl around the waist, but he barely looks at her, like if he keeps her in his peripheral vision that he can pretend its you, instead of the first girl he found whose features resemble yours.

“hes getting fucked up all the time now too. he showed up for golf the other day completely strung out.” topper informs kelce, who frowns.

they both know that there is nothing they can do, they don’t want to force you to get back with rafe if you don’t want to, especially with the state he’s in. rafe grabs the bottle of booze he was pouring into his cup repeatedly, forgoing the plastic solo cup in favor of drinking straight out of the bottle.

“rafey, are you gonna take me up to your bed?” the girl asks, no so subtly begging to be fucked by him.

“don’t call me that.” rafe grunts. only you can call him by that nickname, even if you did break his heart.

“are you going to fuck me or not, cameron?” she questions.

“not.” rafe says honestly. he thought it would help, to get it out of his system, to take a new girl to bed, but when he tried to kiss someone at the first party he attended after you, it made him so sick he had to leave. she didn’t look like you, she didn’t smell like you, she didn’t act like you. she wasn’t what rafe wanted.

“fine, then im leaving.” the girl stomps away, like anything could compare to you leaving. rafe finishes the rest of the bottle before flopping down on the couch, letting the alcohol flowing through his system lull him into unconsciousness.

--

“you deserve to go out and party as much as he does y/n.” stephanie sighs, trying to convince you to join her tonight at the huge beach bash, but you don’t want to risk running into rafe.

“i know, i just don't want to see him with another girl.” you sigh. you may have been the one to break it off with rafe, but you weren't fully over him yet.

“maybe you need to get with one of the turons.” stephanie shrugs. “you know what they say, to get over you gotta get under…”

“that actually might not be a bad idea.” you admit. maybe it's what you need to get rafe out of your system. a random hookup with someone you'll never see again to erase the memory of his touch from your body.

“so does that mean you're coming?” stephanie asks hopefully.

you nod, already planning what you're going to where tonight. “it does.”

--

“shit, remind me to take you out for ice cream or something to thank you for convincing me to come out tonight.” you tell stephanie, stumbling away from the main dance area with your best friend.

“girl, i knew you needed this!” she exclaims, taking a sip of her cup before frowning, realizing it's empty.

“ill go get us refills, hold on.” you are a lot less drunk than stephanie, so you guide her to sit down before heading to find more alcohol to fill both your cups, wanting to enjoy tonight as much as possible.

you finally find a plastic folding table with some bottles on it, and quickly refill both your drinks before turning, gasping when you run right into someone.

“y/n.” rafe gasps out, his eyes bloodshot like he's been crying. he drops to his knees before before you, making you raise your eyebrows. “i miss you so much. please take me back, ill do anything, ill-” rafe begins to beg, his words slurred as it's obvious he's been drinking.

“rafe.” you cut him off eventually. rafe stops speaking, hands coming to rest on the back of your calves as he looks up at you with pleading eyes. “you're drunk.”

“no, no, no.” rafes head drops, leaning to press kisses along your knees. “im drunk but im serious. please, just give me another chance, ill do anything.”

you frown, hating seeing rafe this way. you broke up with him because you thought he spent too much time getting high and needed to get control of his temper, and didn't know what you could do to help that beside let him work through it by himself. 

“anything, y/n.” rafe continues, his hands gripping your legs so tightly. you glance up, looking at all the people at the party staring at you, probably shocked that rafe would get on his knees and beg for anyone to come back.

“you need to stop doing drugs as often.” you state to rafe, making sure to keep your voice low enough to not have it in earshot. “and you gotta work on not getting so angry at the pogues. i don't care that you hate them but you can't constantly be getting into fights.”

“done.” rafe says, nodding his head. “i just need you. ive been a mess without you.”

“we can give it another shot.” you say, and rafes shoots to his feet, his lips pressing against yours. you set the cups down on the table next to you before kissing back, hearing a smattering of whoops and cheers as you make out, your head turning dizzy like the alcohol on rafes tongue is affecting your own.

“i need you, please.” rafe says, and you know exactly what he's asking for. it's what you've been desperately craving from him as well. your bodies were beyond compatible, and you know no boy would compare, so even in the period that you were broken up, you didn't even bother trying to sleep with anyone.

“i have to find stephanie.” you tell rafe, knowing you need to check your friend is good before doing anything, but you loop your fingers through rafes and tug him behind you until you get back to the main dance area, seeing topper with his arm slung around stephanies waist while she grinds against him.

“see she's good.” rafe says, his voice husky, and you know that he's already getting turned on just from the thought of having you again.

you let rafe lead you to his truck, parked in a somewhat isolated spot, but you don't care at this point if people see you as you both climb into the back seat.

“thank you for giving me another chance.” rafe says, his eyes shiny in the low lighting. “i missed you so much. i was such a wreck, but i didn't sleep with anyone else even though we were broken up. i only wanted you.”

“rafe.” you coo, pressing your lips against his, stroking your fingertips over his jaw. “i missed you too.”

“wanna show you how much it means to me.” rafe says, guiding you backwards until your back is against the seat. “that you're giving me a second chance.” his lips skim over yours before he moves lower, schooching down the seat until he's resting between your legs. he takes the bottom of your skirt and pushes it up, revealing your panties.

“you really do gotta-” your speech is cut off with a gasp when rafe presses his lips against your underwear, kissing your cunt through the fabric. 

“gotta what baby?” rafe asks, moving to kiss along your thighs as well, his teeth occasionally making an appearance as he drags them against your skin, nipping when you open your mouth to reply.

“gotta get your shit together since im giving you a second chance.” you finally finish your sentence.

“oh, i will baby.” rafe says, rubbing his fingertip over your center, smirking to himself when he sees the fabric dampened with your wetness. “i went so crazy without you, id do anything to not lose you again.”

“take them off, please.” you whine. rafe tugs at your panties, sliding them down your legs until he has to guide them over your heels. he takes the material and scrunches it up, tossing it onto his drivers seat. “i’m keeping those.” he informs you.

“whatever.” you roll your eyes but can’t hide your smile, reaching down to rub your thumb against his cheekbone. 

rafe sighs with relief into your touch, leaning his head against your hand. “i’ve missed your taste.” he licks his lips, eyes on your core.

you spread your legs as much as you can in the back of the truck, wishing momentarily that you were having this reunion in a bed, but you know rafe wouldn’t be able to wait that long.

rafe doesn’t hesitate to lean forward, burying his head between your legs. his wide tongue flicks through your folds, licking over your cunt before swirling around your clit.

“god, you’re so good at this.” you moan out, moving your hand to rafes hair, taking the strands between your fingers to keep his face shoved into your cunt, not that he plans on stopping any time soon.

rafe sucks at your clit, feeling rewarded by coaxing moans out of you. his hands grip your thighs, squeezing your delicate flesh between his fingertips.

rafe moves his mouth lower, letting out obscene sounds as he slurps the wetness away from your hole before pushing his tongue against the ring of muscle. he begins to thrust immediately, pushing his tongue in and out of your entrance, giving you the first stimulation you’ve had since you broke up.

“the sweetest taste.” rafe says when he pulls away slightly to kiss along your inner thighs. “i don’t know how i lived without it.”

“you know what my plan was for tonight?” you hum, needing more from rafe, even as his mouth drops back around your clit. “to get with a random turon to help myself get over you.”

you feel rafe pause, his entire body stilling before his eyes raise to make contact with yours. “you were going to sleep with someone else?”

“i couldn’t get over you, i had to do something.” you say, knowing exactly what rafes reaction will be as he rises, wanting to draw that fire and passion out in him. it didn’t matter that you were the one who broke up with rafe, you thought at the time it would be better for both of you, but now you know you can’t live without him.

rafe moves quickly, his strong hands gripping your hips and turning you over. you quickly adjust, pushing up on your elbows as you place your knees on the seat, arching your back to show off your cunt.

rafe releases himself from his shorts, tugging them down his thighs before he lines himself up, sinking in with one quick stroke. your walls meld to his cock, still feeling like you were made for him.

“imagining me sleeping with another guy has really got you worked up, huh?” you question, breath coming out in a pant as rafe instantly begins to thrust.

“shut up.” rafe groans, hips snapping forward into yours. “you’re mine. you’re never leaving me again.”

“yeah?” you question, bringing your ass back to meet rafes thrusts. “gonna get clean for me? gonna get it together?”

“anything for you.” rafe vows, glancing out the windows to make sure no one is looking as he takes you from behind, not that they would be able to see through the tint anyways.

you moan as rafe grabs your ass, relieved to finally have him inside of you again as his cock repeatedly enters you. rafe knows he can’t last very long, having been so desperate for you that he can’t hold himself back as your cunt clenches around him.

“feels so good rafey.” you whine.

“call me that again.” rafe says, needing to hear the nickname slip from between your lips again.

“rafey.” you call out. rafe flips you yet again, this time onto your back as he immediately reenters you, moving too fast for you to comprehend until his mouth is pressed against yours in a searing kiss.

“again, please.” rafe mumbles against your lips, bringing a hand to your clit and rubbing it with his thumb as he thrusts rapidly, knowing your next moan is going to send him over the edge.

you place your hands on the back of his head, giving him a strong kiss as he plays with your clit, your orgasm building as well. you pull away when you can’t hold back the moan anymore, “oh god, yes, rafey.” rafe groans, burying his head in your shoulder as he cums, pumping into you throughout his high as his thumb finally brings you to orgasm as well, clit pulsing as you both pant, letting out low moans and groans as your bodies come down.

rafe presses kisses to your cheeks, your jaw slackened open, still recovering. “i’ve missed your pussy so much.” rafe says before looking down, watching himself pull out.

“come here.” you whine, hating that he’s pulled away. rafe quickly tucks himself back into his pants before hovering over your body again, cuddling into your shoulder. it’s an awkward position, legs askew and body parts pressing against the doors of the truck.

“can i take you home? i want to hold you while i sleep, make sure i don’t let you go again.” rafe says, willing to beg if he needs to.

“of course.” you stretch out your sore muscles, eyelids already feeling heavy, but you know you just have to wait for rafe to drive you home before you can sleep.

it’s not awkward despite the time away from each other as you move to the front seat, making sure to text stephanie, who quickly responds with a picture of herself in toppers bed, making you giggle.

“i love you.” rafe blurts out, unable to not tell you when hearing your laugh.

“i love you too.” you lean over to kiss rafe on the cheek as he drives you back to his house, but you are already home as his fingers link with yours.

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[avaf00rd]

what about a cute leah fic where r (her gf) gets her hair done.. like dyed or something and leah is OBSESSED like shows her off to everyone, in looooove with her, extra kisses and even an insta story to show her girl off too

Back to your roots

Leah Williamson x reader

Leah

Im right where i dropped you x

You smiled at her message as you still sat in your chair at the salon, your girlfriend 20 minutes early.

“Reckon she’ll like?” Your well known hairdresser asked you

“Without a doubt”

Once you left, your rounded the corner of the building to find your girlfriend leaning against the side of the car, phone in her hand “you could have come in you know?” Her head shot up at your voice, catching her attention as you made your way towards her

Her mouth was just left open, stunned

You naturally had dark brown hair. Ever since you’ve known Leah and basically all of your teammates, you’ve dyed it blonde or a super light brown, very few times, which was still basically blonde. Your friends and Leah had always mentioned when they saw old photos of you that you should dye it back, so without telling your girlfriend, you had done it.

“Your old colour?” Leah asked excitedly as she pulled you close to her. Your hair length now matching Leah’s shorter hair

“Yeah do you like it” you spun around so she could see the full thing. Her face beaming brighter

“I love it you look so beautiful, stunning, natural and just ah-“ Leah said before cutting her own words off by kissing you

“I’m glad you do” you said against her lips

“Why didn’t you tell me?” She smiled

“I don’t know I didn’t want to tell anyone. Felt right” you shrugged

“You look beautiful” she said, running her hands through your hair again. You both got into the car before Leah drove you both back to your shared flat. “All styled beautifully for tonight as well” she said looking at you now that you reached a red light

“Won’t make us late by spending an hour in the bathroom” you laughed

“If our house burns down one night and it’s because of that damn hair iron, I’ll be sure happy because it’ll be dead” Leah said making you laugh “hey now we are officially a blonde and brunette duo”

“Yeah you’re right” you said before pulling out your phone camera out to play with your hair and get another look for yourself “brunette me may be staying for a while actually, I love it”

“That makes me happy” Your girlfriend said before kissing the knuckles of the hand she held from her seat.

Only a few hours later you were out for dinner with some of your Arsenal teammates to celebrate Steph’s birthday, all eyes on you and jaws dropped when you and Leah walked in late

“Holy shit y/n!” They all said at the same time. Making you throw your head back with laughter, Leah’s hand on your lower back guiding you to the table

“Back to your roots!”

“Your look beautiful”

“It’s even more beautiful than I could have imagined!”

“Wow”

“You suit it so well!”

Were just some of the comments you received from the girls. As someone who was blonde for your whole friendship with these people, it was a totally different look for you.

When you handed Steph her present and gave her a massive hug she went to do the same with Leah, “why didn’t you give brunette a go?” Steph asked your girlfriend

“Never thought it would suit me. Having second thoughts now though after seeing how beautiful this one is” Leah said to the group, eyes stuck on your’s though

“Aww” Beth yelled from her end of the table, being stuck as the chatterbox at the very far end.

“Come sit down!” Steph exclaimed before you and Leah sat down at the last two vacant seats.

Later, when you were mid conversation about Taylor Swift concerts you had been to with Viv who was across from you, Leah’s hands threaded through your shirt brown locks as she watched you talk about something with your hands still so passionately.

When your conversation had died down you turned to your girlfriend, her hands still in your hair, “you like huh?” You smiled, taking a sip of your Prosecco.

“Oh I loooove” Leah dragged out, throwing her head back with admiration.

“And I loooove you” you said pecking her cheek, Leah deciding that wasn’t enough as she set her glass down a pulled your chin so your lips met hers for a quick moment.

“I’m a big fan, can I get a photo?” Leah asked, pretending to be a fan, pulling her phone out of her hand bag

“Of course you can!” You laughed

“Okay big smiles” she said before you rested your chin on your fist and shot her smile while she took the photo, scrunching your nose up in laughter in the last few as Leah squeezed your thigh a few times, knowing you how ticklish you were.

“Cute” Leah mumbled whilst you both looked at the photos “and pretty” she kissed your cheek once more,

“Very hot I would actually say!” Katie yelled from across the table, the Irish girl way too loud for the small Italian restaurant

You had a joke that you and Katie were in a relationship sometimes, just to piss off Leah and Caitlin

“Thanks baby” you said back, reaching for her hand across the table

Leah and Caitlin just rolling their eyes at both of your antics.

“Can I put that on my close friends?” Leah asked you, motioning to the picture

“Yeah of course” you smiled at her warmly.

Two days later and the public hadn’t really seen your new hair, besides some people on twitter claiming they saw you and Leah out on a walk together. All Before Arsenal posted their most recent training photos

(You’re Lia)

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arsenal wfc

back to work in order for the weekend❤️

@leahwilliamson 🤌🏼

@bethmead 🤎💇🏽‍♀️ @y/n

@y/n hair hard launch

@arsenalfam Y/N IS BRUNETTE WHAT DID I MISS

@leahupdatesx SHE LOOKS SO GOOD

@arsen_lfan JUST WHEN WE THOUGHT DHE COULDNT GET PRETTIER

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Wrote this in under an hour so don’t expect much. I hope to get my other fics out soon. But I’m still in London so it’s hard to find time. Ly x PS KEEP UP REQUESTS

[albertdabuttler]

Masked Adversary | D.L.

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fandom: Kick-Ass

pairings: Dave Lizewski/Kick-Ass x F!Reader

WARNINGS: cussing, suggestive thoughts?? mentions of kissing 👅👅, angst and overthinking cause im a hater. SLOW BURN :P

summary: You and Dave have lost a childhood friendship. The circumstances have made you grow to despise one another, until KickAss has no one else to turn to but you, causing him to develop a small crush. The only problem being that you don't know it's him.

WC: Like 3k idk

Guys lmk if I ate…

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You had just finished showering when you heard your mom calling your name, telling you there was someone at the door for you. Thankfully, you were dressed and had finished drying your hair already. “Coming!” Opening the door of your steamy bathroom, you were met with Dave walking past to your room.

“I already sent him up!” She called from downstairs, far too late.

“Hey,” You spoke in a rather awkward tone, slipping past him towards your room as he followed. “Uh, sorry if it’s a little messy, I was gonna organize it before you got here but you got here already so… Yeah.” You picked up everything from your desk, taking your things to your bed to study comfortably.

Dave stood there awkwardly, not sure if he should also sit on your bed with you or… Anywhere else.

“Come on, dude,” you scoffed in amusement, patting your bed to get him to sit down. He laughed nervously, setting his bag next to your bed and taking his notebook and pen out. He sat down across from you, at the end of your bed while you sat by your pillows.

“Nice shirt,” he said, seeing the Robin shirt you were wearing and remembering he had drenched it in his blood. You looked down at it, smiling to yourself. “I found it in my closet yesterday and… I—I just washed it.” Dave himself was just wearing a tee and sweats.

“Okay, so I was able to get half of my stuff done after you dropped me off earlier, but I still have this part to finish.” You pointed at your laptop, showing him what you still had to write and continued to talk about what else you had to finish.

It was a project for science. The two of you had to put together a presentation on some animals or something.

“So…” you tapped your pen against your knee.

Finishing writing a sentence, he lifted his eyes to look at you, “Yeah?”

Was it just you or was he actually starting to look… Good?

“Um…” You looked to the side as you thought of an ice breaker. “You had any girlfriends yet?”

He blushed and smiled awkwardly, “Uh…” Scoffing at himself, he looked around as if an answer would pop into his view. “Not really… Why…?” He squinted at you.

“Hm. Still a loser I see. Glad to know you haven’t changed.” You teased. He only rolled his eyes, looking back down at his paper.

“You’re so annoying. Didn’t you get dumped like three times?”

“Unbelievable,” you watched him, rolling your eyes. “When you get a girlfriend you can talk shit.”

He smirked. “You’re not denying it.”

You glared at him. “I dumped them.”

“Right.” He looked back down at his notebook, trying to hold back a smile.

You glanced up at him again, taking in his features, the way his glasses slowly slid down his nose as he looked down, the way his bottom lip was caught between his teeth in concentration.

Before you knew it, he was looking up at you with a curious look. “…What?”

You blinked, hiding the flustered feeling you got from him catching you staring.

“You’re also not as incredibly nerdy looking as I remember.”

He can only glare at you. “What’s that supposed to mean?” But alas, he hoped it meant you were attracted to him. At least almost as much as he was to you.

“Nothing you just… Don’t look so bad after all this time.”

He quickly looked back down at his notebook, unsure of how to feel from the so called ‘compliment.’ Although his heart was pounding through his ribcage, he decided to tease.

“You think I’m cute?” He gave you a smolder.

“Oh hell no.” You scoffed at the stupid face he made.

“Maybe.”

Even if you had whispered that last part, he still heard it.

You had spent almost an hour working on your project before you heard your dad knock at your door. You had no time to answer before he opened it.

“Dinner’s ready.” He said, smirking at Dave. “Keep the door open.”

You rolled your eyes. “Dad, you know it’s not like that.”

Dave and your father had a very good relationship before you had stopped being friends. There were even times where your dad would go out of his way to invite Dave and his dad over for dinner. They even had their own inside jokes.

“Don’t worry, sir.” Dave shook his head, “I’m way out of her league.” He had a smug look on his face that made you want to shove him out of your house.

“Up top,” said your dad, holding his hand up as Dave stood up. You knew your dad loved you and was just teasing, but it still annoyed you.

“You guys suck.” You said, pushing past your dad and meeting your mom in the kitchen while they laughed.

If it was any other guy, like your last boyfriend, your dad would have beat his ass for saying something like that. But it was Dave, and Dave was like the son your dad never had.

“Love you, hun.” Your dad called after you but you didn’t reply.

You set the dinner table quickly, sitting down as your mom set the food down.

Your dad sat at the end of the table with your mom across from you, Dave’s usual spot had always been next to you and that didn’t change.

“Where have you been? We missed you, kid.” Said your dad, already digging in.

Dave gave you a look, wondering why you hadn’t told your parents your reason for not being friends.

“I dunno… Just been busy, I guess.” He said quietly.

“Why haven’t you come over?” Your mom asked.

Dave and you looked at each other for a second, “We just didn’t really talk much after freshman year ‘cause we didn’t have any classes together.” You told her, which wasn’t really a lie. You and Dave didn’t have any classes together freshman year.

“That’s sad,” she frowned, “you two were always inseparable.” She smiled at Dave fondly.

Dave only poked at his food, “Yeah,” he said, smiling to himself.

You had finished eating, everyone continuing to converse here and there with their on food still on their plates when you felt Dave’s knee touch your thigh. He didn’t pull away, and neither did you to see what he would do. He only kept talking to your parents, completely ignoring the fact his body was touching yours.

Of course he actually did realize this. In his head he had done it on purpose just to see how you’d react. You tried to stop thinking about it for the rest of dinner.

You weren’t mad or uncomfortable, of course it had happened before, but it felt different somehow. Familiar.

“So have you guys gone on any dates yet?” Asked your mother, out of nowhere.

You froze, staring at her. Dave choked on his drink, coughing over and over again, trying to catch his breath but he didn’t seem to tone it down. His face was red because of this. And other reasons.

“Sorry.” Your mom hid a smile, seeing Dave’s reaction gave her more than enough answers on his part.

She gave you a knowing look and you sent her a look of disgust.

"Gross." You said, repeating Dave's words from earlier that day. Dave finally cleared his throat of whatever he choked on and tried to back you up. His knee wasn't touching you anymore, you noticed.

"What she said," he pointed his thumb at you, voice hoarse.

"You've never even thought about getting together!?" Your mom looked surprised. At this, you couldn't help but do exactly that. What it would be like to go on a date with him, maybe getting a coffee at Atomic Comics, maybe watch the Avengers movie that was about to come out in theaters. What it would be like to hold hands at school, how surprised everyone would be since you guys seemed to hate each other so much. What Cleo would say, what Todd and Marty would say.

What you would have to tell Kick-Ass if he climbed into your window again.

'Hey I know I patched you up and stuff and kinda stopped you from bleeding out, and I know we kissed like three times but guess what?! I have a boyfriend and I can't talk to you anymore.'

And what it would be like to kiss Dave. If he would be any good at it, or if he still hasn't gotten laid because he's too much of a pussy to talk to girls. How it would feel if he had his hands all over you, his lips brushing yours, how it would feel if he was kissing your neck softly—

"You guys have much in common." Your dad smiled slyly at you two, snapping you out of your daydream.

Why had you let your mind wander that far?!

Dave stared at his food, his face an obvious red.

"Okay, that's a wrap..." You cleared your throat, pursing your lips. You excused yourself from the table, picking up your dish and Dave followed, “Thanks for the food,” Dave smiled at your mom as you took your dishes to the sink.

"Sorry about that," you spoke as you approached the top of the stairs.

"I—It's fine." He brushed it off, sitting down on your bed as you shut the door.

It was silent for a few moments as you scrolled through an article on your laptop, Dave reading from his drafts.

"Have you even had your first kiss yet?" You questioned out of the blue.

His eyes shot up, hesitating for a second before regaining his composure.

"Yeah. Sixth grade, remember?" He said proudly. "Have you?"

"Yes, dumbass. You know this." you scoffed.

"With who?"

"Remember Freddy? The brunet guy that called you a nerd in second grade and you never got over it? He was my first boyfriend."

"Lame." He rolled his eyes. "Smart-mouth like him I bet it was the best kiss you ever had." He shot.

"Wrong. Best kiss I ever had was with Kick-Ass." You crossed your arms sassily.

It was safe to say that Dave was flattered. "Oh really? You don't even know him though, so it doesn't really count."

"Maybe I don't know who he is, but I do know that he actually likes me. I just have to find out who he is. He’s probably hot or whatever…”

Dave blinked in awe. "He might not like you… He could just be using you. Why are you kissing random guys anyway? Are you really that desperate…?”

“No?! He just made it obvious, okay? And why are you getting all weird? Are you jealous…?”

“Me? Jealous of him? Fuck no, I’d rather be stitched up by a damn chimp than you with your terrible needle skills.”

You paused. “How did you know I needed to stitch him up…?”

He was able to answer before hesitating, “Cleo told us when you left for fourth period.”

“Fine whatever. Just piss off dude, at least I talk to the opposite sex.” You huffed.

He stared at you for a moment and you laughed at his expression, himself joining you soon after. A few moments later you noticed yourself looking at him too often. Like you were expecting him to say something.

“…What?” Dave slowly looked up at you from his notebook, noticing your lasting gaze.

“I—“ you thought for a moment, figuring out a way to explain yourself. Suddenly, you sat closer to him, pulling his glasses off his face before putting them on yourself.

“Holy shit, you’re blind.” You teased.

“Shut up.” He scoffed, “you’re exaggerating.”

You took a moment to look at him, noticing the big difference without his glasses. Dave watched you expectantly.

“You look weird with glasses.” A smirk threatened to creep up on his lips. You only scoffed.

“And here I was thinking you looked cuter without them.”

He blinked, losing his words and you began to notice a pink upon his face. He laughed nervously, swallowing whatever was in his throat as he looked away at his notebook, trying to pretend like he didn’t hear you.

You smiled, feeling a sudden urge to tease him in a flirty way. “Did you hear what I said?”

Dave looked back up at you. “What?”

“You should wear contacts. You have really pretty eyes.” You looked at his lips for a moment, licking your own, picturing yourself kissing Dave.

“Um… Thanks…” His heart rate began to quicken as he tried keeping his gaze on you, noticing how you looked at his lips. All of a sudden, he grew bold, looking at your lips too.

“What are you looking at?” He asked curiously.

You blinked and looked up at his eyes, adjusting the glasses on the bridge of your nose. “Nothing.”

“You know… I had a crush on you in eighth grade.” He whispered.

You laughed, “What?”

He chuckled, “Yeah, I don’t know how my taste was that terrible at any point in my life.” He tutted.

“Fuck you.” You laughed softly. “You’re such an asshole, you know that?”

He held back a smile, tracing his eyes over your features.

The two of you stared at each other for what felt like an eternity until you felt yourself being pulled closer to him. He leaned towards you as well until his face was just a few inches from yours, his hand resting next to your leg to hold himself up.

Finally, he began closing the distance, trying to ease into it as if not to scare you. His lips barely made it to yours before you pulled away, removing his glasses from your face and placing them back on his with a smile.

“We should finish this…” You sighed.

His face was noticeably red again, especially from the embarrassment of you pulling away. He felt like an idiot, thinking you actually wanted to kiss him. He didn’t question you or anything, but he still wanted to understand why you’d lure him in like that only to rip it from his grasp.

"Oh fuck, it's already ten past nine," spoke Dave, putting his things away.

"I would say you could sleep over like you used to, but I don't want my parents saying shit like that ever again. Plus Kick-Ass could come over and I don’t want him to think I’m with a nerd or whatever.” You teased.

Giggling, he stood up with his bag in hand, you followed him to the front door.

"Thanks for having me," he smiled as he walked past your parents in the living room. He opened the door for you, stepping out after you.

"Thanks for studying with me... And dinner." He spoke softly, giving a small smile.

"Yeah..." You stood in front of him, admiring his features as he towered over you. He had a strong jaw, soft plump lips, a cute nose, perfect eyebrows (for a guy), and beautiful blue eyes behind his glasses. His curls fell over his forehead—were you looking at him too long? You felt like a creep for just staring at him for what felt like hours. You knew it had to be weird. But what you didn't know was that he was admiring you too.

He was standing so close, close enough for you to right hook him. You looked at his eyes 'til you caught him glancing at your lips. He wanted to kiss you again, like he did yesterday, but he knew he couldn't. Not as himself, at least.

For some strange reason you moved closer to him, not knowing why or what your motive was.

"See you Monday." He took a step back, pursing his lips with his hands shoved in his pockets.

"We—You can come over tomorrow if you want...?" You tried, but to do what? Why did you want him back here again so soon?

"Uh—I have stuff this weekend... But I'll text you if any plans change..." He slowly walked backwards onto the sidewalk. He felt bad for lying again. He couldn't keep this up much longer.

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SLOW BURN MUTHAFUCKAS 🗣️🔥🔥

TAGS BC YOU ASKED!! @iliterallydontexistlol @esmestarz @pernandofalonso @lizzxoxo @real-sharena-h @iheartdilfs01 @friendlyneighborhoodhottie @popejar

[swrkn]

glad to see a new writer for wb manhwa and i already love ur oliver fic 🫶🏻 since ur req open can i request for hyuk with his highschool crush (&& preferably fem!reader) thankyeww!!

Between The Lines

Highschool!hyuk x highschool!fem!reader

Genre ; sfw , fluff

Author note ; Thanks for the compliment :)) I think i will probably do a part 2 fort this fic , since the end is kinda an open one. English is not my first language so im sorry if there are any mistakes, my request are still open !!

Hyuk wasn't exactly what you'd call a model student. He spent most of his time in the back of the classroom, head down, doodling in the margins of his notebook or staring out the window. School was just a thing to endure until the day was over.

But lately, his gaze had been lingering on someone else : Y/n

She sat a few seats ahead of him, always focused, her pencil moving gracefully across her notebook. She wasn't the type to cause a scene or demand attention, but Hyuk noticed her in everything she did. The way she tucked her hair behind her ear when she was deep in thought, the way she always make a little smile when she answers a question correctly, little things that most people probably don’t notice.

Hyuk though? He noticed everything.

One day after school, Hyuk stayed behind, pretending to look for something in his desk, but in reality, he was waiting for Y/n. She was always one of the last to leave, making sure her notes were perfect before packing up.Sure enough, she was still there, flipping through her textbook, her brow slightly furrowed.

"Hey, Y/n," Hyuk said casually, trying not to sound as nervous as he felt.

She looked up, quit surprised. "Oh, Hyuk. What's up?"

He scratched the back of his neck. "You're pretty good at math, right? I'm kinda stuck on this problem." It wasn't a total lie-math wasn't exactly his strong suit. But more than anything, he just wanted an excuse to talk to her.

Y/n tilted her head, a small smile forming. "Math? Didn't think you'd ask for help with that."Hyuk shrugged, leaning against her desk. "Figured you'd be the best person to ask."

She laughed softly and moved her chair over to make room. "Alright, show me what you ve got."

They spent the next half hour going over equations and formulas. Y/n was patient with him, explaining things in a way that actually made sense to Hyuk. Everytime he got something right, she'd give him an encouraging nod or a quick "See? You're getting it."

Hyuk found himself more focused than he'd ever been in class. Not because of the math, but because of her. As they worked, he couldn't help but notice little things: the faint scent of her shampoo, the way her lips pursed slightly when she was thinking.

At one point, their hands accidentally brushed as she reached for his notebook. Y/n didn't seem to notice, but Hyuk's heart skipped a beat.

"See? It's not so hard once you break it down," Y/n said, tapping the page with her pencil.

Hyuk nodded, trying to act like he wasn't completely distracted. "Yeah, thanks. I guess I just needed a good teacher." Y/n smiled, a little embarrassed, "Happy to help you out."

As they packed up to leave, Y/n glanced at him. "You know, you're not as bad at this as you think. You just need to put in the effort."

Hyuk smirked. "Guess I'll have to ask for your help more often, then."

She laughed, slinging her bag over her shoulder. "Well, if you're serious, I'll be at the library after school tomorrow. Feel free to stop by."

Hyuk felt a surge of excitement. "Yeah? Alright, maybe I will."

They walked out of the classroom together, the hallway quiet and bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun. For once, Hyuk didn't mind the idea of spending more time in school. If it meant getting to know Y/n a little better, he was all in.

And maybe, just maybe, he'd learn more than just math along the way.

I really think im gonna do a second part , let me know what you guys think !

✵

[dufferpuffer]

Dude, I need someone to simp over David Thewlis with and I have no one to go to. I have a feeling I know your opinion about David Thewlis as Remus Lupin (and I think it's a positive one? correct me if I'm wrong, I know some people don't think he did the character justice).

To be honest, I don't think the movies did his character justice, but I think David Thewlis was THE cast for him. The movies made him too soft, too gentle, too perfect. Book Remus is a lot more polarized than that. For every soft quality, he has a YIKES counterpart that is never shown in the movies. The only time we truly see this "yikes" counterpart is the Shrieking Shack scene when he smirks menacingly at Sirius and you think he's a villain. David pulled that off really good. I saw the movie before reading the book (I was a young kid at that time and PoA was too much to read for me) and I felt cheated, I suddenly didn't think I could trust him anymore.

The thing David Thewlis pulled off best, imo, is the fatherly quality of Remus. I know, Remus is a pathetic man with an avoidant personality, but we can't deny he is fatherly. And I feel that, no matter what movie I watch with David in it, the fatherly vibes just radiate from him. In a way I am glad it is like that in the movies because I use PoA as a coping mechanism in life. Stressed? PoA. Sad? PoA. Crisis? PoA. David absolutely nailed the comfy professor aura. Everything about him in PoA is inviting, it draws you in. His voice, his smile, the way he carries himself, his quiet strength. Who could've done it better? I love him.

Enjoy this young David Thewlis edit that I'm obsessed with. Cheers my tumblr friend <3

https://www.tiktok.com/@.dearlupin/video/7410813583577091334

David Threwlis is a fucking GEM and the PERFECT pick for the character in every aspect, yes. I can't think of how anyone could actually think otherwise. He looks perfect and acts perfect.

To the point where I would actually be happy if he played Remus AGAIN for the TV series or whatever - even though he looks so much older. Play up the fact he looks 'older than his age' or do some makeup, I dunno, I don't care. I would be alright with it.

I don't think any of the movies do anyone justice, TBH - ignoring the fact that of course things will have to be trimmed and simplified. I think most people agree though that the way they chose to do so was destructive and missed the point of the overarching story.

OotP and HBP were enjoyable as individual movies - but cut out so, so much that it damages the series as a whole. OotP especially should have been two movies, to REALLY get to know the Order Members, the adult world harry desperately wants to enter - revisit Lupin and Sirius, get attached to the real Moody - set up Tonks... maybe end the first one with Dumbledore leaving...?

But some actors pulled through wonderfully with the limited time they were given to portray their role, Alan Rickman of course being one - and I think David Threwlis is an underrated other. He did fucking BEAUTIFULLY and it made up for imo a half-assed performance from Gary Oldman as Sirius. He has perfect aesthetic and his fatherly moments with Harry were gorgeous... but most of the time he felt like his heart wasn't in it.

Remus, in the movies, HAD to be soft... but always carry a touch of coldness. A comfortable room but the heater isn't on. A cup of tea but you're asked to leave right after. Gentle eyes that pierce. Slightly odd expressions that feel kind, but also... off. He nailed that. Absolutely. That softness that makes you want to cozy up close, but a constant distance that makes you wonder why. Also the mustache was absolute genius. If only they gave him greys...

THIS LOOK? Underrated. SO MUCH PACKED INTO IT. Displeasure, surprise, 'oh shit im in danger' - but then forced innocence, a bit of weariness, a cheeky idea...

How he came out of the darkness, too - Snape specifically calling Lupin to show him the map was meaningful in the books, but Remus walking out of the pitch black was symbolic in the movies. It was a decent change. THIS is when I felt a 'Hm...' about Remus. (I saw it as an adult though, first time last year. I had no idea I'd love him so much.)

I LOVVEEEE going on and on about Remus being a wet tissue paper - because he is so often mischaracterized in so many different ways... but he IS good. He IS strong, compassionate, wise, clever... Fatherly. He will put himself aside to comfort someone in need. He just can't do that for himself. He will punish himself for the things he is gentle with in others.

"His voice, his smile, the way he carries himself, his quiet strength. Who could've done it better? I love him." YEAHYEAHYEAH David can pack layers of depth into every movement he makes. His little head bobbles, the ways his eyes pin on something and stare, his control of exactly how he smiles... ITS SO GOOD AHH

Normally a link to tiktok earns an instant vaporization but you get a pass aight I wont kill you God he's so wonky looking, look at him, he is delightful, I am going to spread him on toast with my vegemite

[the-s1lly-corner]

An Eraser (Bloody Painter x Reader) (7MIH Ending 7)

only about four characters left and then we are done! wondering what fandom to do next hmm.... im also thinking of possibly making a quotev acc so i can more interactive stuff- having polls at the ends of these have been fun but quizzes sound so cool tbh reminder that there are polls at the ends of these to determine the next ending notes: reader is gn, admin is still trying to figure out how he wants to write helen outside of hc posts, hes got a bit of a crush on you cws: none word count: 1775

You reach your hand into the hat and pull out…

An eraser. Not the pink blocky ones you would usually see. No, it was one of those fancier malleable ones. The ones you see artists use every now and then… You didn’t even need to look around the room- there was only one person you could think of who would have something like this. You shift the eraser between your index and thumb and show it to Helen who only pats his thighs and rises to his feet. 

“Well damn, alright then.” Jeff said under his breath, seemingly disappointed that he didn’t get to delay the surprise of who you got until you were both shoved into darkness. Jeff flicked his head towards the hallway, “Closets down that way, you’ve both got seven minutes the second the door closes you got that?” His wide blue eyes darted between you and Helen- who had already joined you at your side. You didn’t even notice him closing in on you. 

You decide not to say anything, instead choosing to walk down the hallway that was motioned towards. Helen kept up with your footsteps, his own nearly perfectly matching up with your own. When you stopped, as did he.

It wasn’t until you made it to the closet door that he made his own move, and it was as simple as opening it and waiting for you to enter first. 

“Thank you,” You mutter under your breath and slip right past him. You slink into the back corner of the small space. 

The door shuts behind Helen, leaving the both of you in darkness. 

You tap your palms against the wall behind you as you scrape your head for something to say to fill the silence. Helen decided to be kind enough to break the silence for you.

“I never took you as someone who would play this game,” 

He catches you off guard. 

In an instant you’re straightening up and trying to come up with an explanation. Was this an accusation? Judgment? 

“I mean I don’t usually but-”

“I’m not saying that it’s a bad thing, I’m playing as well,” He gently cut you off. You suck some air between your teeth and fall silent. 

“You don’t seem like the type to play games like this either, you know… I mean, I’m personally fine playing… this stuff… but you kinda…” You fail to find the words. “Seem reserved to yourself?”

The air falls quiet once more for a few moments before it's broken for a second time by Helen. “I was encouraged to put myself out for tonight,”

You hum in response and move your hands from the wall to the bottom of your shirt, busying your fingers with the fabric. 

“Yeah? By who? …Pup right? I only ever really see you hanging around with him,” 

Helen nods. 

You look down to the floor and stare down at your shoes, then to Helen’s- dully noting that he wore boots… stained with paint, or perhaps blood. It was nearly impossible to tell in the darkness. 

“Well, I’m glad there’s one person here that you like- or at least enjoy enough! I remember you hardly ever left your room for anything when you first arrived here,” You give him a smile and hope that he could see it. 

“There’s two, actually.” 

You snap your eyes back up to his mask. 

“It was you who gave me the nerve to stick around for the games, if you didn’t come downstairs I’d have gone back up to my room… though I do wish I got the chance to talk to you before everyone gathered…” He paused. 

“Too many people…” He muttered under his breath. 

“But I bumped right into you- how come you didn’t say anything?” 

Helen’s head tilts to the side. It feels like his eyes were raking themselves over your body- from head to toe. You do your best not squirm under his gaze. 

“You took me by surprise… Nerves is all.” 

You hum again and clench your fists into your shirt fabric.

“How…” You start. Helen rights the angle of his head and you pull your eyes away from his mask. “How long did you…”

Was he admitting to having feelings for you or did he simply want to be your friend? You work your jaw… you could be horribly misreading this. You could make a fool of yourself. 

“How long did you have a thing for me?” 

Helen only chuckles softly- a sound that only lasts for a few seconds before its quieted. “For quite a while… months, now.” 

You open your mouth to reply but he’s already answering your question.

“I wanted to see how long until you approached first,” Helen takes a step towards you. He leans over you with a gaze still fixed right on your face. He smells of paints and iron, and you fight yourself not to scrunch your nose as the scent washes over you. “But I grow tired of waiting, and there’s no one here to steal you away- during the party, of course,” 

He stops right in front of you, leaving just enough space for you to make an escape if you wanted to. “I was hoping you would take out my eraser, even if we do not share a moment of intimacy having you just to myself for a moment is fine enough for me,” 

Your mind blanks for a split second at his words for a moment. 

You had nearly forgotten the outcomes of games like this- though you couldn’t find it in yourself to mind it all that much. You looked at his mask again to try to find his eyes, however you were only met with failure… you force your eyes to remain locked onto the mask’s sockets though as you try to find your voice again.

“I will not force anything on you, nor will I act without your word,” He softly spoke and backed up a few inches away from you. You finally release the hem of your shirt and reach forward- lightly gripping the sleeves that were folded and bunched against his wrists. 

“I… wouldn’t mind-” You grin up at Helen. It’s faster paced than what you normally preferred for relationships, but you had found yourself emboldened by the current setting you’ve found yourself in. “So long as this isn’t a trick to get my blood for one of your projects,” You teased.

…

“I’m joking of course… not giving you my bodily fluids before the first date,” You swat the idea down and pull Helen closer. He allows you to, even lowering his face closer to yours. 

“I wouldn’t… I’ve no spare canvases as it is already… a work with your matter requires one purely devoted to it,” He mutters into your ear. A shiver runs up your spine as he rested his hands on either side of you- effortlessly freeing his sleeves from the admittedly not very tight grasp you had on them.

Helen pulled away and settled his face in front of you, seemingly taking in every single feature of your face. You’d swear he could memorize every pore if he could, if it weren’t too dark. 

He was… close… to say the least…

Helen peeled one of his gloves hands from the wall and let the finger sprawl across his mask. He didn’t take it off or slip it upwards towards his forehead. Instead he shifted it to the side, shielding his face away from the door… but allowing it to give you a full view of his face. 

He looked… tired… more than you were expecting given the hours you assumed he spent on his paintings. Despite that, his blue eyes were nearly glowing with life. Or at least carried a sense of thrill in them- a stark contrast to the otherwise neutral expression pulled across his face… there was a light dust of red across his cheeks… faint in the darkness but you could just barely see it thanks to the proximity. 

Helen remained still and unmoving in front of you despite all of this, though.

Your eyes darted across his face, before his earlier words sparked an idea in you.

You make the first move and begin to lean forward to him, and gently press your lips against his. In an instant you can feel his mouth attempting to twitch upwards into a grin before he simply started to kiss back. Helen’s hands returned to the wall on either side of you and remained. Instead, it was you that decided to begin touching him; by choosing to run your hands through his black hair and move the strays out of the way. 

You both remained that way for… you weren’t paying attention- the only thing that caught you off guard and made you pull your face away from his was light flooding into the small room.

“Woah! Damn! Okay!” Jeff chuckled as he stood in the doorway. 

You shoot a glare at him- you didn’t hear him announce how much time was left… Did he give a warning? It didn’t matter now as your face burned hotter than it had when the door was closed. 

Helen doesn’t seem to pay much mind to Jeff. He only rose to his full height and pulled his mask over his face back to its original position. Only then did he actually turn to face the doorway straight on. 

“You didn’t knock, Jeffery.” He said lowly.

Clearly irritated. 

You pull away from the wall and follow after Helen as he steps out of the closet. 

“Didn’t think you’d actually have the balls to do anything… damn…” Jeff shot back.

“I owe a Nina some drinks, damn…” You caught him muttering as you passed by. You tried to fight the urge to step on his foot as you passed, instead choosing to focus on Helen, who was waiting on the other side of the hall for you. 

“Hey,” 

Helen nods to you. You chew the inside of your cheek as things fall silent once more… How does one proceed after something like this with someone as reserved as Helen? You shift your weight between your feet.

“Do you want to go somewhere else? You’ve gotten what you wanted from the party- and game-” You sheepishly smile up at him. 

Helen studies you hard for a moment.

“I would love that,” 

“Cool… cool nice,” You smile. He takes your hand after your eyes nervously dart over it. 

You weren’t surprised when he started to lead you to the stairs, and even less when he passed by your room and to his.

[hils79]

Hils Watches Lovely Runner - Ep 16

Can't believe I'm at the end already. I forget that althought kdrama episodes are long there's a lot less of them

Of course he escaped. This dude really is like the terminator

Going under the cut because I don't want to spoil the ending

Well in a twist of irony he got hit by a truck and knocked into the river, which is what he did to Im Sol before this drama even started. I'm assuming he's not coming back from this and the rest of the drama will be about Im Sol and Sunjae sorting out their relationship

Oh. I thought that was going to take longer. There's still over an hour left to go on the episode!

They are so damn cute I can't deal with it

Poor Taesung. While Im Sol and Sunjae are snuggling and being adorable he's all beaten up and feels bad that someone died that he was chasing. He's a good boy. I want him to be happy.

Sunjae: I want to buy cake for my perfect girlfriend but no one can so we're dating so I'll just buy cake for everyone. I'm so smart.

I love him

I love that he's acting all cool but we all know what a nerd he is

I don't care how sweet and handsome he is if someone started pokling me while I was trying to write that laptop would be coming down on his head

Like that

I was going to use my usual congrats on the sex gif but they are still fully clothed so I guess they just snuggled

Yeah, I'm glad that they're all happy and in love now but I think they both have a ton of trauma that they probably need to work through at some point

I love that even Im Sol joking about them being married made Sunjae's brain go offline

Made his brain go offline and made him decide that actually, yes, he does want to marry her. LOL I can't wait to see how this conversation goes

I love Taesung so much

Aww they have to get drunk and bond in every timeline

I know they're a band rather an an idol group but imagine being at a baby's birthday party and BTS or someone like that shows up to perform

I love grandma so much

Yeah, I'm, crying too

He had his 5 minutes of being a cool celebrity and now he's back to being a dork again

I'm really glad they haven't gone down the route of 'she has the man she loves and that's all she needs for her happy ending'. Look at her being awesome as a movie director. Love it!

Heh that looks very similar to the software I used to when I tried to learn video editing. Ironically I decided it was too time consuming as a hobby so I decided to do gifmaking instead which is just as time consuming

Aww yay! I really enjoyed this! I don't watch a whole lot of het romance dramas but I'm really glad I watched this one. I absolutely loved it!

[madlittlecriminal]

Heeyyy, not sure if your requests are open or not... If not, no worries, feel free to ignore this, lol. But I gotta say, I absolutely adored your mk fanfics! They were just so good! And it got me thinking, you know? What if, in Steven's date episode (the one in the series), the reader showed up? Like, maybe she could be the waitress or just someone who happened to be alone at the restaurant and saw him there. What do you think would make her approach him? I don't know, maybe a sense of sympathy, or just wanting to be cool? Or maybe he's just really good-looking? Who knows! Anyway, sorry if I rambled a bit, and please forgive any mistakes in my English. It's not my first language. Once again, I LOVED your mk fanfics!

- Anon🐌

Chocolates and Wine ☾ Steven Grant × Female!Reader

your English is great, don't worry anon! :) im glad you liked my fics though! it means a lot to be honest, especially since i was hesitant at first to write for the moon boys. but you and everyone else who has liked and reblogged my work has made my days so much better :') thank you and i hope you enjoy! :) also, i ramble too, so you can ramble as much as you want!

Warnings: being stood up, the so-called date of reader has no specified gender

You glanced at your phone and sighed when you saw it was now 7:30 and your date wasn't there. 30 minutes late and not one message to you saying that they were cancelling or at least letting you know that they were running late. Honestly, you were beginning to lose hope. However, when you turned around to see a guy looking a bit sad after getting off the phone, you felt bad. Had he gone through the same thing you were?

It was kind of unfortunate really. I mean, he was handsome. Not to mention that he looked good in black, but that was beside the point. You saw he had a heart shape box with him, and you quickly knew it was chocolate. The waiter walked over to him, and you quickly decided that there was no way you were going to waste this night and let him be sad.

He looked too good to be sad anyway.

So, you did what you thought was right and quickly ran up to the table and sat down across from him. The look of shock on his face was hard to miss and you let out a breath. "Sorry I'm late! I typed the wrong address and from rushing to get here, I forgot to let you know." The waiter smiled at you while the man in front of you was frozen. "Did you order yet?" He shook his head and you smiled. "Great! Can I get a glass of red please?" The waiter nodded and looked over that the man. "And for you sir?" He nodded and looked up at the waiter. "Y-yeah, I'll take the same. Thank you." The waiter left while scribbling the drinks down on his notepad. Once he was far, you looked over at the man, his dark brown eyes meeting yours.

"Sorry if I scared you, sir. I thought it was best if I joined you." He shook his head. "No worries. I saw you waiting and I thought it was for someone. D-Did you get stood up?" You look down at menu the man had and sighed. "Unfortunately. I don't understand why people do that, y'know? Did you get stood up too or did they have the decency to reschedule?" You scanned the menu before deciding what you wanted before passing it back to him. He took it and embarrassment was written on his face. "I got the days mixed up. Thought today was Friday when it's actually Sunday."

"Yeah, it happens. Especially when time goes by quickly, you lose track of days, right?" Something was written on his face as the waiter came back with the wine before putting it down and asking if you were ready to order. You and the stranger placed your orders and he walked away. "You could say that. Sorry, I'm Steven...with a v." You raised your brow with a small smile as you looked at him. "Nice to meet you Steven with a v. I'm (Y/N)." His embarrassment quickly faded, and a small smile crept on his face. "This date of yours, did he bail because he was nervous?" You shrugged. "I wouldn't know. Tried contacting them and they never responded, so I gave up and came to your table."

"Out of pity?" You took a sip of your wine. "Honestly? Maybe a bit, but I figured I would take my chances. You seemed decent enough to talk to." He chuckled. "Thank you...I think?" You smiled. "Plus, it was a bonus for me since you definitely are cuter than who my date was." He raised a brow. "A man?" You shrugged. "Male, female, gender neutral, doesn't matter. You're really handsome, Steven." He looked down at his hands and you tilt your head to the side. Did he not get compliments? Surely a man this handsome got compliments daily, right?

He gave you a shy smile. "I'm not used to flattery, so I'm sorry." You grinned. "It's fine," your waiter returned with the food and you both began indulging on the food, having a nice conversation. You found out he was an Egyptian mythology buff and you thought it was cute. He told you about how he wanted to be a tour guide for the museum he worked at, but his boss was, and you'd quote "a complete twat" which made you snort. You told him about your career and your different interests as well, causing him to look at you with so much focus that you honestly became nervous.

However, as quickly as this whole thing started, it came to an end; he paid and you gave the tip since he refused to split the bill, insisting that you did so much for him, the least he could've done was pay for your food as well. As you both began to leave, you traded numbers, agreeing to hang out again soon. He then looked at the chocolate box that was now under his arm and turned to you. "Do you like chocolate?" You were shocked by his response and nodded. He handed you the box of chocolates with a smile. "There you go, love. Enjoy, yeah? You did a lot for me today and it was great. Thank you."

"You're welcome, Steven. Do you need a ride?" He hesitated for a second before nodding. "Yeah, alright." With that, you gave him your phone so he could put his address in it and got into your car. Honestly, you were glad your date stood you up or else you wouldn't have met Steven. After Steven handed your phone back to you, you send the person a text saying that you wished them the best, but you were no longer interested in them. You deleted their number and went back to your navigation app and began taking Steven home.

[pinazee]

The Old and the Restless

The first episode to include another Spencer! Now, granted we don’t get much here other than henry doesn’t seem to get along with his dad and maybe doesn’t like the idea of his son being around him. Plus, I don’t think he’s ever mentioned again. I was hoping the introduction to grandpa spencer would give us some kind of reason for why henry is so controlling. We could possibly infer, strictly based on his personality, that grandpa spencer wasnt the most responsible and that henry, as elder brother, took on the brunt of taking care of the family. I mean, you could possibly even go as far as to say grandpa spencer had some run in’s with the law and thats how henry got interested in it- out of spite of his own father and thus leading to the idea that spencer sons resenting their fathers is like a family curse (i think thats actually a thing? I have a vague memory of someone saying it at least). But again, this is all speculation because we never see him again. Grandpas also act differently with their grandkids than their own kids too so who’s to say what it was like for henry growing up. Either way, this flashback really emphasizes how strict henry was, and the more flashbacks i see, the more saddened i get by how downtrodden little shawn is every time he shows up. Liam visibly shrinks when he sits next to him, its heartbreaking. But im glad his grandpa stuck up for him (which is probably why he never saw him again).

The way they pop up here makes me snicker

I love the fast one they played on henry! Shawn knew there was no way he would help unless he thought he could use it as an opportunity to show him up (because his dads a grade A asshole).

I also have no respect for men who call other men girls as an insult, especially when one of those men is his own fucking son. So you gotta imagine shawns heard that kind of bullshit his whole life, so i kind of give him a pass when he makes fun of gus for not being manly enough, though thankfully that seems to dissipate in later seasons so we can call it character growth (though i think it was just the writers, or maybe james, who decided it wasn’t very funny and just hurt the character). Henry has a lot of ground to cover before he can get redeemed in my book. He’s just the worst. im having a much harder time with henry during this rewatch.

Gus is being absolutely adorable here. This episode really made it seem like Gus was henrys kid too, not only because he’s completely comfortable sleeping on his shoulder (I’ve never felt that close to my friends parents at least) but also because he’s giving shit to henry as much as shawn is and i love it! It makes sense too considering how often gus was at his house, henry practically raised him as well.

This is a semi good shawn vs. henry episode. I wish they would have highlighted better how shawn and henry gather their information in different ways but it was more like Henry got some pieces and shawn got pieces but neither had the complete picture so they ended up just working together instead of against. I think i’d have preferred if henry was seeing all the same stuff but shawn actually came to the right conclusion, or that shawn showed kindness to the right person and got the key piece of info that way because ultimately its how he connects with people that separates him from henry (simply because henry is pretty good at seeing the same stuff shawn does a lot of the times is all).

“Just this time im going to teach you a lesson” just this time??? Thats literally all you do henry! Thats like your whole thing!

The way Henry says this makes it seem like he was struggling to call Gus his life partner haha

Shawn and gus both knew of african gambian pouch rats, so i can only assume they watched a nature documentary together haha Sidenote: i randomly looked up african gambian pouch rat to see what they looked like and they’re being used to sniff out tuberculosis apparently?!? Crazy stuff man.

Lassie just wanted to straight up incarcerate a child. Thank god karen became chief over him- could you imagine??? Shawn would definitely have been locked up in the pilot. Gus wouldve been killed next to mira or something, juliet would still be in miami. Buzz wouldve been fired or killed by that serial killer. So many crimes would’ve been unsolved and so many people would’ve been locked up and innocent. So again, thank god for chief vick.

The indian blood bit gets a pass simply because of the line “they were here first” and gus’ response “im not hating on indians im hating on you” I dont think its terribly offensive but it is a dumb stereotypical joke. It just kind of makes me sigh and shake my head.

Why is gus always trying to get shawn to taste blood?? Does that show up later? Is this a consistent thing? Its just kind of weird considering gus is really squeamish around it? I think its Gus’ way of trying to prank him but he’s like really bad at it haha Also i didn’t like gus’ face there. It made it seem vaguely… nevermind. Its just weird lol

I dont like the B story with juliet and lassie. I think i did at one point because juliet put the fear of god in him and inadvertently that same fear in the others which was fun, but this kids a fucking creep so i don’t think theres any combination of words that would cause this character to suddenly become respectful and it might be the most unrealistic thing to happen on psych, which is truly saying something. Its just one of those scenes you can’t overanalyze so I won’t! Its fun! (But like, thats what im doing here so jk). I did enjoy the “scared straight” subversion moment. Prisons great kids. Its like summer camp. Also his friends name is “white slavery” and idk what to do with that information except point at it with my mouth open in amusement.

I just like how lassie does his “strike two” and im doing that from now on.

Overall its not one of my fave episodes but heres some gifs of some of my fave moments

[silly-thinkings]

AGFC pt.5

A/n: Last chapter for now. I'm happy with this kind of conclusion. I've been feeling a bit down lately with my writing. like... insecure about it. I have all these W.I.Ps and Ideas but I don't think I got that oomph that I had when I started this blog ya know. If Im going to continue this series then it'll probably follow Young Justice season 3. Maybe Y/n will make an appearance in season 2 with Kaldure ya know. Anyway! Enjoy, let me know what you think :) Stay hydrated! Drink water plz

Y/n knew Jason was dead. It didn’t matter how fast her father was on his batmobile. She did the math, he won’t get there in time. Y/n sat in an isolated room, no different from the one Clark had put her in all those years ago. Except this time she was in the bat cave. She scratched at her inhibitor collar as she reflected on all the memories that Megan had stolen from her. No wonder Lex was after her, she was talented. Her fighting style was unmatched. With the right pressure points her opponent can lose control of their arm. A simple tap on a nerve and they’re out of the fight. Suddenly the door opened revealing Alfred holding on to a tray of cookies. A dry laugh escaped the girl before she turned her body to face away from the butler. 

“Lady Y/n-”

“Bruce will be mad at you if you’re here. He might disown you Alfie.”

Alfred closed his eyes. It pained him to see her like this. He placed the tray down and took a seat behind her. She felt his presence, but more importantly she felt a slight draft coming into her cell. 

“I’ll speak to Bruce about this. Y/n understand that you are an amazing girl. Capable of so much good in the world.”

Now y/n felt tears swell her eyes “I’m a weapon Alfred. Do you think someone dressed like this saves people? Ha! And what of that Martian girl. She gets a slap on the wrist for messing with our memories.”

Alfred was about to say something but The sound of Tim’s voice echoed in the cave. 

“Bruce said not to talk to her till he got back.”

That finally set her off. Y/n closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She was going to save Jason. Then she’ll run away. Forget this family. Forget everyone! 

Y/n quickly stood and Jammed two fingers along Alfred’s shoulders stunning the man. She then applied pressure to other parts of his back and arms successfully subduing him. Alfred fell to the floor as numbness seeped throughout his body. he looked back in shock as Y/n grabbed a cookie that had fallen and fled the cell. But she wasn’t in the clear yet. She needed to get the inhibitor color off. Tim took a stance infront of where the key cards were held.

“You’re not getting pass me Y/n”

Tim didn’t expect her to move so fast. He was able to block and evade some of her moves but as soon as she applied pressure on his calves he fell over. 

“Pressure points works wonders when your facing an opponent bigger than you Timmy.” Y/n successfully knocked the teen out. She reached for the keycard and removed the collor. In an instant her powers returned. 

“Don’t miss y/n please.”

Y/n flew to the door, looking down at the only man who showed up to all her events. Who fed her, to took care of her with all his heart. “I’m sorry Alfred. Goodbye.”

***

Y/n couldn’t believe she actually made it. Her flight was slow but by pushing her feet against the air using her strength she was able to speed as fast as she ever could. It created a popping sound with every step, greatly satisfying her.  Y/n broke into the safe house. Jason layed limp on the floor, y/n heard the sound of ticking. She frantically looked for the bomb. 

“N-no time” Jason gasped for air, he didn’t know who was there to save him but he’s sure glad they’re here.

Y/n seemingly ignored his cry and continued searching. She was good at disarming bombes. Y/n confidently pulled out the bomb and clipped the right wire successfully stopping the threat. The girl laughed, she did it. She saved her brother. Y/n flew to Jason and grabbed under his arms. “Sorry Jay. I don’t know how to carry you properly. But I disarmed the bomb so we’re good.”

Y/n felt Jason’s body relax slightly as she dragged him out the door. It was then that she heard another beeping sound. Then another. Panicked she followed them to the walls of the shed. There were more. Was the bomb a trap? 

Tick

Tok

Tik tik tok tik

“Y/n? What’s wrong.” Jason attempted to sit up but his broken bones sent pain throughout his body.”

“No. This wasn’t suppose to happen I. There’s more bombs. I can’t disarm them all. I… what.”

Y/n felt dizzy as the flush of sounds overwhelmed her again. Seemingly from every angle in the world. Jason crawled towards his younger sister. He accepted his fate but she gave him hope. Here he was thinking he was a failure. The motion happened so quick y/n cradled herself into a ball again pressing her ears together. She felt Jason enveloping her in a hug. “I got ya kid.”

*Boom*

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Y/n fluttered her eyes open. Snow fell from the sky. A mixture of white with black soot fell atop her nose.

Thump-thump

She heard the sound of a drum. When she tried to get up she noticed an arm over her.

Thump…. Thump.

No. It wasn’t a drum it was a heartbeat. Y/n frantically got to her knees to look down at her Brother. His mask and costume ripped. She herself felt pain along the side on her body. But no injury could amount to what she was facing.

“No… no no Jason no hang on. I’ll get help. I’ll find dad. I- I can still-“

Thump

Thump

“You- so cool-“ Jason attempted to smile. There was nothing she could do. It pained him to leave her like this. Y/n placed both of her hands on her face. Then to his chest. She can hear every pop and crackle from his broken bones. 

Thump 

…..

“Jay…. Speak to me. Please.” 

Y/n didn’t scream. She was tired of that. Jason probably wouldn’t want that. She hugged her brother as the sobs grew louder. This wasn’t suppose to happen. She was suppose to prove to everyone that she was capable of being a hero. How could she explain this to Bruce? What would Connor think?

“What have you done?”

The dark knights deep voice made y/n freeze. She looked up, she felt tiny when looking at her armored father “He… protected me. I tried to save him I… I tried to-“

“What you did is got him KILLED Y/n!”

Y/n flinched. He never raised his voice like this.

Bruce realized his mistake. He walked towards them but Y/n frantically shuffled back. Just like she did Clark. 

“You think I killed him? Ha…hahaha” 

0 hours till Y/n Wayne Broke.

Y/n pressed her hands over her eyes “where were you! WHERE ARE YOU WHEN WE NEED YOU.” She looked up to see Bruce walking away with Jason. Not looking back at her at all “You never show up. And when you do YOUR LATE.” 

Bruce turned to see y/n roll frantically on the grounds. Her laughter and pained screams haunted him.

“We’re just your solders. That’s why Dick left.” Y/n felt a different kind of pressure well up in her eyes. She looked to the sky and saw red. 

Bruce watched as y/n shot lasers out of her eyes. He closed his eyes 

“I’m sorry” he whispered. Bruce left with Jason, his priorities shifting.

Y/n heard him but she didn’t care. For a being who hears everything, that comment fell on deaf ears. For the first time she was alone. Was she free? She didn’t know. Y/n closed her eyes. She rose from the ground like a ghost and flew to the only person who’d maybe treat her fine. 

***

Lex finished his nightly skin care routine. Feeling refreshed and ready for the day. What he didn’t expect was to find Y/n floating behind him. He let out a squeal before realizing it was the clone. Her eyes shut. Outfit ripped and burned. Blood dripping from her side as impailed glass seemingly pulsaded from her.

“You said I was a weapon they feared.” She said in a low tone. 

She was broken. Lex smiled, he didn’t think it would work that fast. What must’ve happened to have this girl seek comfort from him of all people. Lex opened his arm. 

“Come child. Together we can show them.” 

Y/n slowly flew into his arms. No tears left to shed. Drifting off to sleep. 

Epilogue 

Bruce returned to the cave with Jason in his arms. His shoulders felt heavy, he’d failed his children like never before. Alfred quickly ran to his side but no words were exchanged. Bruce looked up at the butler, the pain in his eyes was severe. 

The sound of the zeta tube chimed. Connor practically ran through with Tim close behind. 

“I tried to stop him but-“

Both boys saw Jason. Connor noticed the lack of his sister. 

“Where is she? What happened?”

Tim began shaking his head as he fell to the ground. Impossible she’s half Kryptonian. Alfred frowned aswell. 

Connor clenched his fists “BRUCE! Where is my sister.” He too had time to reflect on his stolen memories, and he felt stupid. How didn’t he know she did something to them. 

“I’m sorry… she’s gone.” 

Alfred covered his mouth. Guilt began to sink in. 

“N-no… no.” Connor fell to his knees. 

On that day, Two members of the bat family were declared dead.

[lovinglokilaufeyson]

Sugar Cookies - L.L.

Pairings: Loki x Fem!Reader

Wordcount: 2,932

Warnings: ITS SO FLUFFY IM GONNA DIE (Fluff), Mutual Pining, lots of smutty buildup, some actual smut because I love writing it, a super late Christmas read but it's still cute, Jealous!Loki, Somewhat Oblivious!Reader, Idiots in Love, Angst if you squint

Summary: So far, Loki’s stay on earth has been rather unwelcoming. He is relieved to know that some people still have good hearts, and that love sometimes comes in the form of baking cookies.

A/N: Y/N is loosely based off of the character Topaz, and therefore, the powers are reflective as such. You are close with Wong and Dr. Strange, as you are a powerful sorceress. Also, I would like to note that this was going to start out purely fluffy, and now I am so tempted to write a super super smutty part 2. Because I cannot not write smut. I also wanted to say thank you all SO much for all the love on The Grinch. I am so grateful for all of you and I am so glad you enjoyed reading the story as much as I enjoyed writing it.

You were the sweetheart of the compound. The Avengers loved you wholeheartedly. After Dr. Stephen Strange had helped you regain your powers, you were a strong asset for the Avengers. You were able to heal the lot after the battle of New York against Loki Laufeyson.

Since then, it was revealed that Loki was under a powerful mind control from an alien being - Thanos. The power of the tesseract was unyielding, unable to be contained. Therefore, Thanos used it to control Loki and his powers, making him a puppet. You couldn't imagine how incredibly violating that was for Loki. Clint was suffering a similar set of circumstances, but he was still viewed as a hero. Loki was nothing but a villain. Once Loki's trance was broken, you were able to heal him with your magic. Having Hulk throw him around had not been the most gentle incident, and there was definitely some damage done.

Despite Loki's Asgardian healing, his body wasn't perfect. He still needed help in some regard, and you could help him. Your touch was gentle, and Loki realized that from the start. It was one of the things that drew him towards you the most. She'd never love me. His mind haunted him. I'm a monster.

In all reality, you were drawn towards Loki too. You thought he was good-looking, misunderstood, slightly brooding. He was mysterious, and you wanted to know more.

Eventually, Loki made himself to be a primary resident in the tower he once swore to destroy. Along the Avengers and yourself, Loki began to make himself at home. For the most part. He kept relatively quiet and to himself, occasionally reading in the common room when not in his bedroom. He traveled outside for dinner or a coffee at times, but for the most part, tended to make his meals with Thor in the kitchen. Loki didn't particularly like the attention he was given upon going out in public. People were either scared of him or resented him. They didn't understand.

You empathized with Loki like no one else ever had before. You could, genuinely, feel his emotions. At times, when you felt them, you were tempted to lower their potency to make them more tolerable. However, you also understood that Loki needed to process his emotions regarding this entire incident. You couldn't dilute or show favoritism towards anyone. That would simply be unfair. You also knew that you had the ability to take his emotions on yourself, which tempted you often. Especially when there were days when Loki sulked around the compound. This happened frequently after he had gone out and been ridiculed by passersby. Some days were certainly worse than others.

Another thing that seemed to cause Loki to sulk around the compound was jealousy. You felt it, but didn't know the cause. However, you could sense romantic feelings coming from Loki. Not for me, you thought to yourself. Probably for someone like Natasha, or one of Stark's interns.

Christmas was soon to arrive. Only a few more days. The compound was delicately decorated, with the help of Thor, Pepper, Clint, yourself, and a few others. Garlands lined the ceiling, string lights hanging down from them. Red bows littered the walls, and wreaths were hung on seemingly every door available. Poinsettias were placed on the dining room table and the end tables in the living room. A large pine tree covered in tinsel and ornaments were bestrewed upon it sat in the living room as the main feature.

It was safe to say that Loki was very outside his comfort zone. He had never celebrated anything like this, and you could tell. He sat perched on a chair in the living room, watching as you and several others decorated cheerfully. You danced around the room, and he found himself watching your legs longingly. So elegant, so beautiful. How he'd love to have those legs wrapped -

Loki snapped himself outside of his thoughts for a moment, realizing the direction he'd been taking them. You glanced at him for just a moment, and realized how he'd been feeling just moments ago. The emotion that flooded off of him was one of pure sex. You felt yourself reciprocating and feeling his emotion. As you flung your eyes up to catch his, the look he gave you was one that a predator would give their prey.

Soon thereafter you glanced away, his gaze being too intimidating to hold onto for the time being. But the way he looked at you - so - longingly. It made you wonder how he truly felt for you. Maybe he only thought of you as a sexual escapade rather than a potential relationship. Or maybe you were mistaken, that his eyes were longing for Natasha rather than yourself. You shook off the feeling. What you failed to notice, however, is how Loki's gaze swam up and down your body several times before resting on his novel once more.

He mentally took photos of the effortless bun that sat on top of your head, your doe eyes, your plump lips, the curvature in your breasts and bum, your lengthy legs. When you jumped up with excitement for a moment, Loki became entranced by the bounce that came from your bosom. Fuck he thought to himself. I'm screwed.

Your eyes caught his once more, and the same predatory gaze on his eyes. You bit your lip and Loki felt himself harden in his pants before you looked away again. Why does he look like that? You thought to yourself.

"IT'S CHRISTMAS" you heard Thor shout before, in a moment, your legs were flung from beneath you and suddenly, you were wrapped in Thor's arms. One thing you had learned upon joining the Avengers is that Thor Odinson was incredibly affectionate. Not towards anyone specifically, but you were small enough to lift with merely an ounce of effort, and Thor was entertained by that. Comparatively, you lifting up a 6 Ib. infant would have taken a similar amount of effort. You giggled as he held you bridal style, slightly taken aback by Thor's excitement.

In a sudden instant, however, you felt jealously radiating from the other side of the room. Loki. Surprisingly, when you went to look back at him, he had disappeared. Loki couldn't stand another man's arms around you, especially his own brother's. Thor had always gotten everything that Loki never did. From what it seemed, you would be no different. That in itself destroyed Loki.

╰── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╯

Later that night, you couldn't sleep. You hadn't seen Loki at movie night, and you were fearful for his wellbeing. The jealousy that you had felt in the common room from earlier still lingered there. Typically, emotions faded rather quickly. But this one, in its potency, stuck around.

You wandered into the kitchen at roughly 1 am, hopeful that no one would be around. Thankfully, the rest of the compound was fast asleep. Except for one God, but you didn't know that. You began the process of making sugar cookies. Baking always helped you clear your head, and the silencing spell you cast helped make it quieter and more manageable for a 1 am burst of energy. While normally the mixer would be able to wake up the entirety of the compound, now the only thing that would indicate your presence was the sweet, sugary smell of delicious treats.

You combined your wet and dry ingredients with the mixer, meanwhile gathering ingredients for frosting and decorations. Unbeknownst to you, Loki had wandered down from his quarters for a midnight snack. He couldn't sleep either, the image of your delicate form in Thor's muscular arms replayed through his mind constantly.

The image that he saw now, however, made him forget all about Thor's actions from earlier that night. You, dressed in your black, lacy, silky smooth pajamas, reaching for sprinkles in the upper cabinet. The length of the shorts you were left little to the imagination, and the slight v-neck and spaghetti straps exposed the soft skin of your arms, shoulders, and chest. Loki felt himself harden for the second time in your presence that day, and in his slight daze, he approached you. Despite your typical ability to sense emotions and the presence of others, you were so focused on reaching for those damn sprinkles that you failed to notice Loki nearing you.

You gasped as Loki placed his left hand on your hip bone, gently grazing the top portion of your thigh. You shuttered, almost jumping out of his grasp. "Gosh you scared me!" You gasped as Loki had a mere touch of the silk pajamas you wore. "My apologies darling. Allow me," he spoke as his hand passed yours and gently grazed it upon grabbing the sprinkle container. He set it down in front of you, not moving his left hand from your thigh just yet. Loki would cherish this moment for eternity. "Thank you Loki" you spoke gratefully. Loki leaned down to your ear, whispering "My pleasure, love." As you shuttered once more.

Why does he make me feel like this? You wondered, before your thoughts were cut off. "Why are you up so late, doll?" Loki had stepped back now, his body no longer in contact with yours. "I- um-" you started, nervous from your past interaction. "I just couldn't sleep." You responded. "I could ask you the same." You began, gaining a bit more confidence in the conversation.

"Same here, darling." The constant pet names that flowed from Loki's mouth were intoxicating. Despite the little bits of awkwardness you felt, overall you were comfortable with Loki. Although, your outfit choice would have been slightly different had you known that anyone would present themselves in the kitchen that night. A little more coverage, perhaps?

Loki, however, would be thrilled to see you in even less. The dreams and fantasies that he had in regards to you and himself were detailed, but not as detailed as the lovely lace that lined your thighs, your revealed stomach, and your breasts. His fantasies could never compare to your breathtaking presence. God, you were beautiful, in every single sense of the word. He had never seen a creature as magnificent as you.

"Anything specific on your mind, Loke?" You broke him out of his thoughts, now. You grew more and more confident as you felt his emotions pour into the room. As much as you doubted his feelings towards you, you had never been wrong with reading someone before. And Loki's emotions were drowning in sex, love, and sensuality. From what it seemed, they were directed towards you. Either that, or he was feeling extremely deep for someone who wasn't present. But the probability wasn't super likely, considering how strong they were.

Loki suddenly got timid, as if you had caught him. It wasn't often that he became shy, but his emotions towards you made him feel that way. To an extent. Loki was dominant and typically could guide in relationships, but there was something about you that made him hold back. He wanted to be gentle with you. "Not specifically, love. Sometimes I'm just kept up with my thoughts." You nodded in understanding. "Well, if you feel like cookie-making, I'll be up for a little while." You offered, and a smile grew on Loki's face. Being alone? With you? In the privacy of the compound kitchen at 1 am? Count me in, he thought.

"What can I help with?" He offered sweetly. "Well, I have the cookie dough made, so now we need to roll it out and use cookie cutters to make them into fun shapes!" You spoke excitedly, a certain light being brought to your eyes. "You do love this Midgardian holiday, don't you darling?" Loki asked.

"Of course, it's all about giving! What's not to love?" You smiled.

"You're telling me we're not going to devour these cookies all by ourselves?" Loki questioned teasingly. You looked at him in fake offense, placing a hand against your chest. "How dare you speak of such a thing! There's plenty to go around." You rebutted. He winkled at you, sending a shiver up your spine.

You handed Loki the rolling pin, which he looked at, perplexed. You realized that this task may be more difficult than anticipated. At least, for the Asgardian God. You placed the dough down, sprinkling a little flour on top. "Here," you guided him, coming behind him and helping his hands with the motion. "Just like that."

Loki began rolling out the dough, his action becoming more and more confident as he continued. You grabbed the festive cookie cutters that you would use on the dough as he rolled it out to the proper thickness.

You began the process of the shaping the cookies, rolling out the dough after you ran out of space. Stars, Christmas trees, candy canes, ornaments, and stockings lined the baking trays, and soon enough, you had roughly fifty cookies ready to bake. You lightly clapped your hands in excitement, looking up towards Loki. "Thank you, Loke." You smiled, watching as a glimmer of peace came upon his eyes. "You're welcome, doll. This is the most fun I've had in a long time." While the cookies baked, you began on the frosting.

The frosting was finished, and you took a little bit on your pinky finger to taste. Loki watched as you brought your smallest finger to your lips, opening them just the slightest bit, sliding your pinky inside your mouth, and sucking the frosting right off of it. Your cheeks pursed inwards, surrounding the digit.

Loki's emotions immediately skyrocketed at the sight. That was something you instantly took notice of. Oh, I could have some fun with this, you thought. This time, you took your index finger, grabbing some more. You headed towards Loki, who had planted himself on a barstool at the previous sight. "Want to try some, Loke?" You spoke seductively, and his jaw dropped in invitation. You brought your finger into his mouth, holding his jaw with your other hand. He sucked the frosting off as slowly as possible, savoring every single moment of this.

You finally pulled your finger away, a slight bit of resistance due to the pull from Loki's mouth. "Delicious, darling." Loki spoke, smirking the slightest bit. Gaining a bit of confidence, Loki stood up, suddenly towering over you. "I wonder if you taste just as sweet."

You gasped at his remark as Loki backed you until you hit the counter. Your wetness began to grow, and he pressed against you. "May I?" Loki spoke confidently, holding your neck in one hand. You nodded hesitantly, looking back and forth from his eyes to his lips. Loki began to bring his head to level yours, then resting his forehead on yours. Hesitantly, you began the pursuit of his lips with yours. He matched your energy, gliding his lips across yours effortlessly, and suddenly, he pulled at your lip, granting himself access. In the meantime, his opposite hand traveled lower, pulling at the elastic waistband of your shorts. You pulled back, gasping for air. "I need to taste you down there too, darling." You groaned in anticipation, but pressed at his chest. "We need to get the cookies in the oven." You spoke.

"Just let me have a swipe, darling. Please." Loki indicated with his index finger, curling it slightly. You moaned as he instantaneously stuck his hand down your shorts, pushing past your waistband, in order to collect your juices, trailing from your entrance up to flick your clit ever so slightly, then bringing his finger up to his mouth to devour every bit of your sweet nectar. He groaned himself, bringing a peck to your mouth mere seconds afterwards.

"You taste like Valhalla, my sweet. Promise me I will get more of a taste after these cookies are complete." He held your jaw, and your lips met his once more. "Of course, Loki." You smiled as he backed up from your form to resume the cookie making process.

You took the cookies out of the oven, letting them cool for several minutes. In the meantime, Loki latched onto you, his arms wrapped around your shoulders. He pecked your cheeks, whispering delicious fantasies into your ear. Suddenly, a thought hit you. "Um- hey Loki?"

"Yes, love?" Loki responded eagerly.

"Do you- like- actually like me- or am I a sexual fantasy for you?" You pondered.

"Oh, darling. My sweet darling. You are the most beautiful, pure mortal I have ever met. You are adorable, kind, and gentle. I want you to be mine. My sexual fantasies are just the ways I wish to claim you and your precious form." You turned to look at him, smiling. "I'm really glad you came down for a midnight snack." He smiled back. The amount of love that radiated from Loki was unlike anything you had ever felt before.

"You had my heart from the second that your gentle touch healed my wounds." Loki told you. You looked up at him hopefully. "Truly?"

"Absolutely."

You and Loki both grew tired finally, after completing and decorating the cookies. Sprinkles and frosting, slightly haphazardly placed on each cookie, you noted that the further you got into decorating, the worse the treats looked. Not that Thor, or anyone else for that matter, would care about the appearance of the cookies in the slightest.

What they would notice, however, is both Loki and yourself cuddled up on the couch in the common room, sharing a pillow with a blanket covering you.

[shurislover]

All Of Me

Letitia Wright x Black Fem Reader

Baby Mama Drama Part 2

idk how many words but this is kinda long

Summary

- It’s been 2 years since Letitia’s big turn around. She has been in Aria’s life ever since , she’s gained your trust and love back. She non stop shows you and Aria love in the media anytime someone asks. This is the Letitia you’ve loved from the start and you were glad to have her back.

“ Babyyyyyyyyy wake up I have a surprise planned for you “- Letitia laughs as she shakes you awake

“ I don’t want to get out of bed, and quiet down I don’t want Aria waking up , we trynna take our naps“ - You groaned

“ Aria isn’t here , I dropped her off at my mothers house. She’s staying the night because I have something special for you. “ - Letitia smiled

During these 2 years Letitia changed drastically. She was there for you and Aria 24/7 , her anger issues were pretty much non existent, She was 2 years sober from drinking. She cut off every person she’s slept with expect Eva because they started off best friends and you loved Eva she was a great Godmother to Aria.

You groaned

“ Alright alright fine , let me go shower. What am i wearing today ?” - You asked

“Something sexy”- Letitia smirked

You jokingly rolled your eyes and gave Letitia a quick kiss on the lips and walked into the bathroom.

——

You finally finished blow drying your curly hair and was satisfied with the way you looked

You decided on wearing a gold dress with shoes to match

“ Mmm you look so good I could kiss you “- Letitia smirked

“ So do it “ - You teased

Letitia softly grabbed you by the chin and pulled you closer, your lips connected to hers like a magnet. At this moment nothing else mattered.

Her hands slid down from your face

to your arms

to your waist

This kiss felt like you guys were in Heaven. You were so weak in the knees for this woman. You craved her 24/7.

Her hands then slid down to your ass as she softly grabbed you.

You could help but moan in her mouth.

At this point y’all have been kissing for a few minutes and your lungs couldn’t take not having air anymore, so you gently pushed her away and licked your lips

“ Let’s go before we end up not going anywhere & I end up eating you out on this couch “ - You winked

“ I mean I wouldn’t stop you “ - Letitia grabbed you hand and guided you towards the couch

“ Nope we are going. I need to know what you have planned, I got woken up out my nap for this” - You giggled

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Letitia surprised you by taking you to a restaurant, but not just any restaurant it’s the exact restaurant she asked you to be her girlfriend for the first time.

She had gotten a private and secluded part of the restaurant so we could have less distractions from others.

She had set up the tables with your favorite flowers ( sunflowers ) , rose petals sprawled all over the floor and your favorite R&B playlist playing in the background.

“ I’m so lucky to have you. “ - You broke the comfortable silence

“ Actually i’m lucky to have you. I appreciate you so much y/n and i’m very grateful you gave me another chance to redeem myself. Im so lucky to have Aria too, that girl is my whole world and i’m grateful I can be there for her every moment“ - Letitia smiled

The moment she brought up Aria , it made you think about a question that’s been on your mind for a couple months.

Honestly you were ready for another baby. You and Letitia have spoken about it but the conversation just drifted off into another conversation. You knew Letitia wanted another baby but didn’t know when.

“ Hey pretty mama. Whatcha thinking about ?”- Letitia asked as she sipped her sparkling water

Before your brian could think of a lie you blurted out

“ Another baby”

Letitia choked on her water

“ Woah , I was not expecting that answer “ - she smiled

“ Do you not want another baby ?” - you questioned

“ I definitely want another baby. The other day i watched you hold your best friends baby and couldn’t help but imagine you with another one. Just thinking about Aria and you with a baby on your hip waiting for me to come home .”- Letitia sighed

“ Let’s go make a baby then ?”- You shrugged

“ You’re so bold today, maybe later I have the surprise to give you but first let me use the restroom. - Letitia jumped up and jogged out the room.

You sat and admired the flowers for a bit wondering what’s taking her so long to pee.

Before you could continue your thoughts the lights automatically dim.

“ Um ? Tish ?” - You stood up confused

Cause all of me loves all of you

Love your curves and all your edges

All your perfect imperfections

Then your all time favorite song starts playing.

All of Me by John Legend

Give your all to me, I'll give my all to you

You're my end and my beginning

Even when I lose, I'm winning

And that’s when the water works started. You watch as your girlfriend walked out with her hands behind her back

“ What are you doing this time ?” - You sniffled

She stood right in front of you and smiled

“ The moment I met you for the first time will always be one of the best memories in my life because it was the day my life changed. I remember you on the red carpet at the Black Panther premiere and I couldn’t take my eyes off you. That day I knew you had to be mine. “

You couldn’t help but smile.

“From that exact day we spent every minute together and I fell more and more in love with you. I loved having you by my side. I loved taking you to different places. I love how you always wanted to travel with me to promote my movie. You stuck by me through the toughest times in my life and I am forever grateful.

After months of being around each other I was so excited for to you meet my family because I knew my mother would love you. And I was absolutely right. Not sure if you know this but my mother and I watched how you played with my little sister and was in awe of how much of a kind person you are. My mother whispered to me “ you gotta marry this one, she’s a keeper “ From that day I knew you were the one I wanted to share every single moment of my entire life with.

That next day I made you my girlfriend and I couldn’t wait to show you off to the world. I remember putting in my story “ Incase you guys are wondering what’s making me so happy it’s this girl right here “ Man being with you made me so damn happy. So happy I proposed 3 months later.

“ That was the quickest I ever moved in a relationship “ - You laughed

Letitia couldn’t help but laugh with you.

Y/N , you encouraged me to get up every morning and do great things. You encouraged me to go out and have fun, to let loose. Ever since losing my brother it’s been so hard for me to be myself and not hide away from everyone. But you helped me come out of my shell and I’m the happiest i’ve ever been. You are truly my inspiration, my rock , my sun , my everything.

You stuck by me for so long even when I didn’t deserve you by my side. I did so much in life I regret. I made so many bad decisions to the point I lost you and our child, and till this day I still regret my decisions. I made sure if I wanted you both back in my life I had to change my ways. And i did just that. I took time away from everything to make sure I could be a good person not only to you or our baby but to myself. I’m extremely grateful for you giving me another chance even though sometimes I don’t think I deserve it. I love you so fucking much it hurts.

I am making a promise to do everything I can to be the perfect person for you and to be the wife you absolutely deserve. I will do everything in my power to make sure your beautiful smile never fades. God has given me the greatest and most precious gift I could ask for and I am so thankful. I am looking forward to the day when my last name will become yours again. And yes I did say again. I want our love and support to be even stronger this time.

You watched as she took a small step back

“ Y/N will you make me the luckiest woman on Earth. “

Your heart started beating so fast, it felt like it was gonna pop right out your chest.

Letitia got down on one knee

“Will you marry me ?”

You stood there in shock ? Because the love of your life was there in front of you with your dream ring.

The tears poured right out

“ YES YES A MILLION TIMES YES” - You squealed

Letitia slid the ring on your finger and picked you up in the tightest hug.

“ I love you do much baby “- You mumbled

“ I love you even more.”- she smiled

———————————

On the car ride home you were beaming. You’ve waiting to experience this day again. You felt like a kid on Christmas getting a gift they’ve waited all year for.

You wondered why your phone was blowing up because you haven’t announced anything yet. You opened your eyes home and seen you received over hundreds of text messages , phone calls , notifications from different apps so you checked Instagram first and couldn’t help but smile

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letitiawright - found my Mrs Wright

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kehlani - finally, happy for you both

evssofficial - YES YES !! been waiting for this one

letitiasbbygrl - IM SO HAPPY IM SCREAMING

lupitanyongo - proud of you tish , can’t wait for the wedding

shuriheartsriri - NO FLIPPING WAY. SHE DESERVES ALL HAPPINESS

You scrolled through the comments and were soo happy with all the positive comments , you turned off your phone and gave Letitia a kiss on the cheek.

“ I love you forever and always “ - you mumbled

“ And i love you to infinity and beyond “- Letitia answered back

……………………………………………..

i finally finished lmaooooooo i changed the idea of this so many times , and im very thankful for how patient you guys have been. and thank you for showing Part One so much love.

I’m always open for some ideas you guys might have. Hope u enjoyed 💕

[solar-halos]

spoilers for the ballad of songbirds and snakes movie down below!! but i just need to talk abt this in xtreme detail before i explode

1. i really liked the Baby Snow / Tigris inclusion. i was wondering if they’d include the cannibal scene

2. the beginning was just a straight up thirst trap sorry. like ik in the book snow was freaking out over his shirt but it didn’t rlly occur to me that he’d be butt booty naked. im not complaining bc i said it once and i’ll fucking say it again: i’m not watching someone be manipulative AND ugly for two fucking hours. it was just kinda a jump scare

3. also another concern was that you wouldn’t be able to tell how shitty of a person he was since he’s so outwardly nice but his internal monologue is slimy and ratworthy, so i thought they’d do the things movies do where he’s narrating his thoughts to the audience. yk like “hey persephone! <3. how are you??” and then his voiceover is like “i fucking hate this bitch. cannibalistic weirdo” but maybe that would have been too humorous

4. speaking of humor i actually loved lucky so fucking much. he rlly emulated the whole “what i lack in experience i make up for in personality :)” thing and just he kinda carried the fact that everything abt televising the games was so new. also that scene at the zoo where lucy gray asked him who the fuck he even was and the cameraman started laughing.. funny as fuck. enjoyed that part immensely

5. also she did in fact correct them that her name was lucy gray and not just lucy

6. loved the whole “how come she gets a mender” “MENTOR” part i’m also glad they kept that in

7. let’s go back to the beginning. i LOVE how closely they stuck to the book when it came to the shirt scene “that must be why it reminds me of my maids bathroom” THATS what i’m talking about

8. also clemensia is sooo pretty. one thing that irritated me was how OFTEN she and snow kept glancing over at each other during dean highbottom’s speech. like i know i’m being irrational abt this but most the time she would look over at him and he would NOT look back (or vice versa) instead of them BOTH hitting each other w the “what the fuck?” glance and something abt that did admittedly grind my gears

9. fucking love sejanus’ actor the first movie i saw him in was west side story and he ate here

10. speaking of that… coral fucking ate too every single scene i was on her side she was the victor to ME

11. anyway let’s go back a bit with the proposal gaul had snow (and clemensia) write up. to me, the way the scene unfolded was weird. it was supposed to show a contrast between clemensia mourning and snow not rlly giving a fuck, but clemenisa being the one saying “give me the bullet points” was strange. to me, i feel like the convo should have gone like: “how could gaul expect us to write that proposal i was crying over arcchane all night” “dw i already wrote it” “where did you find the time? i was too busy grieving” “do you want the bullet points or not?” or something. idk i’m not a movie writer

12. why did clemensia stick her hands in there maybe it was the same in the book but at that point she just needed to admit defeat

13. okay one thing i DO remember about the book is that no one at the cornocupia fought each other, reaper was literally the only one ready to fight. that kinda pissed me off bc i feel like they could have made it interesting in a emotional way (like showing how desperate the tributes are to escape in their own ways) instead of an action sort of way (bc GODDAMN where did they learn to brawl like that?? d4 makes sense but some of them were shooting ARROWS katniss everdeen style). but again im not a movie person so “interesting in an emotional way” is just me being pretentious

14. wovey </3. i’m not rlly sure why they had dill drink the water i think having wovey drink it like in the book would have packed more of a punch ESPECIALLY since lucy gray makes a comment abt how she reminds her of maude ivory / that scene where wovey holds her hand. maybe that was in the book too tho i’m not sure i haven’t read it since it came out. one change that i did remember AND tolerated was snow being the one to cause the whole fuck up w the drones “i wasn’t attacking the other tributes—i was just sending her water” VERY good scene, gave more insight to his character imo. like yes i would have loved a d3 moment but i think this tweak not only made sense but made everything much more nice and neat and smooth

15. okay the singing parts. loved the reaping, but lucy gray constantly being like “give me a second, boys” “let’s go, boys” reminded me of that one delaney video

16. “you can kiss my ass!!!!!!” she ate that

17. also oooo the song she sang abt billy taupe that made snow jealousssss. she was so good like ugh. idk something abt the >:( faces she made ignited something in me. which is exactly the point of lucy gray and rachel zegler literally did such a fantastic job playing maria in west side story so tbh what we were expecting if anyone could have played this role it was her

18. and then lawrence whatever saying this was a love story… okay. i’ve always had the opinion that lucy gray genuinely liked snow (like in a stockholm-y way) BUT snow was too blinded by control to actually love her back, so i could see where he was coming from. with that being said, i feel like in the books snow had a lot more moments where he was doing / saying “sweet” things to lucy gray, so the scene where they almost kissed and then her happiness at being reunited with him just seemed so awkward and out of place. like i get it they truly did not spend that much time together but the kiss before the arena was so important idk why they left it out. when they kissed after being reunited and when she was like :D after seeing him in 12 i was like “uhh yall don’t even know each other like that calm down”

19. let’s go back the arena. i like the little nod of lucy gray killing treech w rat poison, even if it was kinda anticlimactic

20. speaking of anticlimatic… the ending? sucked. like it would have been abrupt either way and maybe i’m just misremembering but the lucy gray showdown with treech could have been the action scene that replaced the bloodbath (bc the bloodbath didn’t exist back then!!! that was the whole point!!!). also i don’t remember gaul being so adamant about not wanting a victor at all, but i understand why they did that bc how else would they have incorporated the “get her out” chant

21. there were a lot of scenes that made me go “ohhh i wanna remember this forever that’s so good and clever.” of course i forgot abt most of it by the time the movie was over, but one scene that stuck out to me was when the capitol students got rlly fuckin angry when reaper tore down their flag

22. also i knew what happened to marcus but tell me why i gasped when i saw him hanging there anyway

23. i don’t remember lamina crying in the books??? also don’t understand why snow was against the alliance here i think him being confused abt it in the book was better bc i when i read it i remember being genuinely surprised that he was surprised that lucy gray wanted to team up w someone i was like ummm isn’t that common sense

24. “it isn’t fair i killed all those ppl for nothing.” GOOSEBUMPS

25. again maybe i’m misremembering but didn’t snow beat the shit out of bobbin even after he already knew he was dead?? even if that wasn’t the case and i’m just misremembering i feel like they should have drawn that out more to show snows descent into Psychotic Bitch Mode

26. that scene where billy taupe was pulling at lucy grays skirt and being like “ik u missed me” dragged out for WAY too long, esp since lucy gray kept repeating “get off me, billy taupe. get off me” like WAY too calmly given the context of the situation. again im not a movie person AT ALL, but i think her snapping and kicking billy taupe away could have been a nod to how she bit his hand in the book. then, after she kicked him, snow could have arrived and started being the shit out of him. idk her biting billy taupe was something snow mentioned when he was justifying how he was gonna kill her, so idk. i thought they were gonna do a ranting sequence / flashback scenes with snow remembering how lucy gray was “violent” / “dangerous” that would trigger him (no pun intended) to actually start shooting. like him beating up billy taupe for a longer time than he needed to was also an indicator that he’s in Psychotic Bitch Mode, but i feel like it could have been a 2-in-1. if that makes sense

27. why did billy taupe push mayfair in the TITS. go to hell

28. said it before and i’ll say it again: lucy gray is a fashion icon. i wanna crochet her bathing suit so bad

29. that scene where they were going to the woods and snow was slapping away the mosquito omg. he was PISSED

30. “it’s a mystery. just like me” oh my fucking god i love rachel zeglers portrayal of lucy gray

31. also call me classist but i fucking hate country music but rachel zeglers performances might have converted me. “cant take my paaaaaast” yee yee!

32. okay. so i think a big question was if snow was portrayed as properly slimy and ratworthy to ppl who did NOT read the books. in my opinion, i don’t think so. in the books, you can obviously tell he’s fucking awful. in the movies, he’s obviously shitty too, but i feel like there are moments where he’s portrayed way kinder than he actually is, like when he started crying over sejanus. they kept in a lot of stuff he said sympathizing w the tributes (like the part in the book where he was like “how could they punish marcus for trying to escape from certain death?” BUT they DID leave out parts that made him so intolerable, like when he genuinely convinced himself that lucy gray was more capitol than district / his gross thoughts abt the games and control and possessiveness in general. like remember when he said that having lucy gray locked up in the capitol was a better alternative than her being in d12 bc at least he’d know where she was at all times?? or when he was ready to give up on trying to reunite w her bc it was hot asf and SENJAUS had to be the one to convince him to keep going? wtf

33. ALSO something that bugged the hell out of me is sejanus’ death scene. bc in the book his last words were ma BUT in the movie it sounded so much like he said pa. idk if that was just me tho but it caught me so off guard bc this man has DADDY ISSUES and it would be so different if he said pa. Pa is money and wealth, Ma is comfort and compassion. wanting his dad = he rlly just wanted his dad to bail him out. wanting his ma = wanting comfort and stability. but it sounded a lot more like ma when the jabberjays repeated everything back so maybe i just misheard

34. snow glaring at the rainbow fucking sent me i know his ass was brainstorming (no pun intended) on how to control the fucking weather

35. okay sorry i need to talk more about how snow was portrayed. my sister went w me but i did not know that she didn’t know ANYTHING about the movie, she was just coming w me bc she felt bad that i’d have to wait another week to watch it and decided that she wasn’t even gonna read a summary abt it. like she did not know that coriolanus snow = president snow, but i was still hoping that she knew that he was a bad person. nope. as soon as we left, she told me how much she hated the ending, and i thought it was bc she was pissed no one found out about snow. nope again. in her words, “i thought they’d get married”

my live reaction to that information

to be fair, when i was her age, i thought heathers was a love story, so i had to cut her some slack. after a bit of INTERROGATION, this is what she told me:

1. at least she thought that HE’D move in with HER, and not the other way around

2. what would be his motivation for moving to the districts? cos obviously he hated the capitol

okay me when i write a lucy gray / sejanus fanfiction. but still. if that’s what she got from the portrayal of his character, i think it’s safe to say that they could have done a lot more work to ensure that he was perfectly ratworthy to the audience. like yes she’s young and yes she had no idea what the fuck was going on (in her words: “yeah i was like ‘i’ll just ask u to explain it to me after’”) but i feel like knowing that he’s an awful person who hates the district should be something u make GLARINGLY obvious, even if it would be cheesy. i know that shoving a hot person on screen and downplaying their characters HEINOUS crimes is rlly common when it comes to things like this, but i genuinely don’t think that was (quite) the case here. like he had the potential of being as horrible as he is in the book (not even hesitating to send the jabberyjay recording of sejanus to the capitol, telling sejanus he only said all that shit abt changing the world bc he just wanted to save his own ass) but it just.. felt very half-assed. in my opinion

36. look i know this post is already xtremely long but would u believe me if i said there were more things i wanted to talk abt but can’t remember bc i have goldfish memory?? bc i do. but that’s all i can remmeber for now. goodnight and goodbye

[fcknstar]

,, the daily call "

- harryosborn x reader x peterparker

a.n : jokes on me i forgot to post ehhh, im gonna write for other characters, so probably a lil break from harry, but he will come back for sure. i actually didnt know how to title this because i actually imagined this shit out lmao.

warnings : none?

**lowercase intended**

walking through the busy streets of new york, you made sure not to spill the coffee you got harry on yourself or others. harry was currently on call with you asking about your whereabouts.

" ehh, i think im about 5 minutes away? but you know, may take longer. gosh will people ever just move? " your last sentence made harry laugh. harry loved your nasty and sarcastic comments you made that could be aimed to literally anyone.

" alright, just be safe okay? i dont want to get called knowing you got hurt or something. ill be waiting in the office. " harry sighed, not wanting anything happening to you knowing how clumsy you are.

" i wont- uff " as you rounded the corner, you bumped your face flat onto a chest. you were balancing your phone in between your head and shoulders, and due to the impact your phone dropped.

as you were about to pick it up and apologize to the unknown person, you saw a spiderweb sling across you and landed on your phone, flying towards someone. looking up, you saw peter.

" peter? " you breathed, opening your hand for him to place the your phone back into your hand. you were glad that you managed to save the coffee, knowing how devastated you would be if you didnt hold it tight enough.

" thats me! oh, uh. harry? scary guy isnt he? i wish you luck " winking towards you, both of you clearly knowing who harry is to peter ; his best friend. placing the phone back onto your hand, he watched you talk to harry. peter has always been your best friend. well both harry and peter. peter lasted with you longer as harry left early to boarding school, leaving you and peter alone. having you to himself, peter realized that he felt more than just platonic love. after spilling a secret about him being spiderman, he felt closer to you than ever. he would always stop by your apartment to get himself cleaned up.

watching you work on his injuries made him feel loved. how you would gently touch his skin, check whether he felt okay, whether it hurts. how you would nag for hours about being safe, how you dearly cared about him. that was when he started feeling tingly, it took him a few days to adjust to it. he tried to not make it obvious, completely unaware about how you felt about peter. but to his luck you felt the same way. you both were more than friends with benefits but not labeled as together yet.

" sorry harry, i gotta go. yes ill see you there, bye " your hand that held the coffee merely escaped peters grasp when he tried to grab it, teasingly thinking it was for him. you and harry had a habit of calling each other and making sure if one another is safe, of course it all stopped after he left. now that hes back, he expected the same. i mean he did get calls from you every morning, but youd never hung up on him, ever. so if saying that it hurt harry by abit was an understatement. harry liked you a lot. since young. he tried forgetting about you but pictures of you both flooded his phone and mind. seeing you smile in pictures pasted around his dorm room warmed him. it felt as it you were still there with him, not that you were dead, but he cut off connections with his friends in new york, which included you.

harry loved every hug you gave him, he enjoyed the little moments you gave him that he couldnt have in boarding school. of course there were girls in school who tried to be close to him, but he didnt budge.

hanging up, you shook your head. " no, thats for the sir up there " pointing towards the tall building to your right. peter leaned forward, pressing a kiss onto your lips. pulling away, showing how late you were, laughing. peters lips followed after you, indicating how 'needy' he was.

sighing, you pressed a kiss, feeling a smile appear on peters features, making you smile too.

" alright, alright lover boy, i have to go " you slapped his cheeks teasingly, making peter chuckle.

when you got to harrys office, you saw him playing with his bouncy ball that you got him as a replacement when he lost his.

" harry, sorry for hanging up, i had some things going- " you havent finished your sentence when harry stopped you.

" its whatever. " you could tell harry was mad. walking towards him with his coffee, you swung it softly infront of him hoping hed accept it.

not being able to resist you, he gave in. " thank you. " he smiled when the taste of his favorite coffee hit his tongue.

what you didnt know was that he saw every bit of the little interaction you had with peter. including the spiderweb stunt.

[toxycodone]

My favorite Weezer album (also objectively the worst, DO NOT FUCKING LISTEN TO IT PLEASE /srs I will bite you with malicious intent) is the Pinkerton Album, it's misogynistic and pathetic and fetishistic, rivers cuomo made the rawest sounding incel music ever. The whole album is just rivers screaming and pouting about how horrible his life is because women don't love him, my favorite song by the foxing is also rory if that makes it any worse for you LMFAO

my top 3 Pinkerton songs are "I Just Threw Out The Love Of My Dreams", "Butterfly - Alternate Take", and a tie between "El Scorcho" and "Pink Triangle" because pink triangle is so funny to me, rivers is complaining about the girl he liked being a lesbian, get cucked loser. If u decide to listen to the album, only listen to IJTOTLOMD (acronym for the first song I mentioned, I'm not writing that shit out) and Pink Triangle, they are the least egregious out of the entire album, and IJTOTLOMD doesnt even have rivers singing ITS THE BEST SONG WITHOUT THE ACTUAL LEAD SINGER in it this shows you how bad Weezer is, I'm old Weezer's biggest fan and number one hater I will always make fun of weezer

ALSO OMG THANK U ?? u got me smiling and shit. lol I don't want to get into it but my last partner (online dating) pressured me into being xir dominant and guilt tripped me into doing sexual things for xem ... it just was a bad experience overall. And then bro had the gall to break up with me on my birthday after we were together for over a year and showed me xir new boyfriend the day after like...It was fucked. But I'm better now!! And Im not using the word loser in a demeaning way for myself, I'm like, Hmmm... I have that pathetic sopping wet dog rizz yk? Pathetic Loser ™ is my base state of being, my younger siblings bully me about it but its all in good fun I love them lol. (One of them admitted that I was actually cool so heeheehee)

But thank you I feel special, you have a grown man doing this -> ☺️👉🏼👈🏼 and kicking his feet and shit. I'll give you a little kiss on the cheek as a token of my thanks. Mwah 💋

- the same anon who is still scared of admitting who he is lol

okay you know those guys that like. Seethe because terrible men give bad bitches trust issues??? That’s me rn.

anon you have no fucking idea how mad this makes me 😭 like?? Be so so so fucking fr. YALL HAVE TO STOP FUMBLING BADDIES. GIVE THEM TO PEOPLE WHO DESERVE THEM (ME!!! I WILL CHERISH THEM!!!)

okay as someone who also got burned by online dating (long ass story. which I won’t tell unless asked). I’m genuinely so sorry that happened to you. People online can be such a fucking hit or miss (usually a miss). But your ex’s behavior makes me think your ex is jealous LOOOOL. No one flexes anything if they’re truly happy and content—trust.

I’m still doing this to your ex tho bc I’m petty.

AND YESSS YOU GET IT. Like. When I say loser I don’t mean that in a bad way. Like, more in a colloquial sense. Because really I like nerdy guys bc they’re people who are open and proud of their interests even tho they may seem weird. And they’re just honest about who they are and their abilities. It’s actually really brave. And I love that about them. So. Yeah.

ty for the cheek kiss tho hehe I am glad I was able to make u feel good.